Working long days, nights, and weekends had paid off. Every exhibit detail had been attended to, every sheet of glass polished to shining. Tonight there’d be champagne, soft drinks, and hors d’oeuvres. Music and mingling and merriment. Before the caterers and the crowd arrived, Lindsey had taken pictures of each exhibit. She planned to catalog every one, build her portfolio, and start applying for jobs again in D.C.—and other cities. Her lease on the cabin was up next month. Maybe fate would be friendly and she’d find a job soon enough to leave by then. She definitely hoped to be gone before summer. Lindsey had been lucky that her secrets had been kept after she revealed them to a select few. Amazing in Thistle Bend, where keeping secrets was supposedly impossible. Even the story of what really happened with the land deal had remained under wraps until the exhibit unveiling tonight. Stella had been the first to be told the story—reportedly by Milly, Merri, and Carden.