"Could you move the tree a little to the right?" I wait for the maintenance technician to shuffle the potted foliage a few centimeters, leaning back to inspect its symmetry with the rest of the room. "Perfect."
I reach up to adjust the string of orange and white lights hanging in the "haunted" tree, then turn to survey the rest of the room. The Firestarter Halloween party is just over a week away and we're already halfway through decorating the warehouse space I found. We currently have the overhead halogens off so I can get the full effect of the purple and orange lighting that will run throughout the room. Tables are being positioned strategically, the bar stocked, the crime scene arranged.
It's coming together beautifully.
Locke will be pleased with me.
Hope and yearning and obsessi
