It turned out the section of tables Kiko was assigned was at the end, right next to Karen’s. The bank handled not only the raffle winners, but also the tables of prizes that could be distributed. Some businesses gave away merchandise, and that was collected and displayed to drive up interest. Kiko was given a table full of Yolks on You items, as well as snack items from Gord’s and handmade crafts from the school. Dom sat grumpily next to him, frowning at his list. Karen scooted over as Kiko checked the time; nearly noon. Parents and children were gathering not far off, waiting for Buddy Miller to announce the beginning of the Grand Hunt.
“I’m surprised at the turnout this year,” she said, nodding to the participants. There were nowhere near as many as in a normal year, which was not unexp
