The surprised look on his face when he returned each evening made her heart zing. Especially the night she had uncovered the treasures of his youth from deep in the hotel basement. Vic took pleasure in telling her the story attached to each knickknack and photo. Lacey did an excellent job of lambasting him when she found his mother’s beautiful sapphire wedding ring in one of the wooden crates. The only thing that stopped her tirade was his dipped head and scarlet cheeks. She was mollified when he had the good fortune to be suitably ashamed. All the enhancements were possible because of that darling Tomas who had pointed out the containers while he helped her cart furniture and accessories out of storage. She would miss Vic and the few hotel people who had been so kind.
Only one more day left until she returned home to start her new career. Sadness enveloped her like an unwanted shroud as she maneuvered through the horde of people browsing the cramped stalls in the Old Town square.
