It's a Fabulous Life by Kelly Farmer

It's a Fabulous Life by Kelly Farmer

Author:Kelly Farmer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CROOKED LANE BOOKS


CHAPTER NINE

Winter Wonderfest had grown in reach and popularity over the years, which was great. The fact that people thought it started on Friday, not so much.

Bailey moved from the mobile food vendors to the little booths where artists and craftspeople were setting up their wares. Back and forth. Back and forth.

Two middle-aged women wearing fuzzy reindeer antler headbands stopped her on the path. One of them pointed to where lights were being hung on the right side of the stage. “What time is the concert this afternoon?” she asked.

“There’s no concert this afternoon.” Bailey used her kindest tone, though it had lost any shred of upbeat an hour ago. “The festival doesn’t actually start until tomorrow.”

The women looked half confused, half disappointed. Ugh. She pasted on a smile and added, “I believe school gets out early today. You’ll hear our fantastic high school madrigal singers around town this afternoon.”

That seemed to mildly appease them. Bailey wished them happy holidays and not so discreetly shoved her clipboard into her messenger bag. She didn’t need a visual aid for people to think she was the answerer of all festival questions. This was by far her least favorite day of prep week.

She snagged her phone out of the front pocket. Shoot, it was almost noon. Maria was set to give her presentation any minute now. Which Bailey knew because they’d been texting off and on all morning. She’d kept giving Maria encouragement to distract her from being nervous. Plus, Maria was cute and funny in her texts.

Sending some last-minute support, Bailey texted:

You’re going to knock their socks off, Hatcher! Go get ’em!

She stepped from the path to allow extra room for the crew setting up tables and chairs inside the food tent. Huh. That one side still looked crooked. The bright sunshine was melting the snow, so that was clearly no longer the problem.

Bailey waved at the nearest guy. “Can you tell Vince that back side doesn’t look right? It’s sitting crooked and funny near the corner.”

The park district employee said he’d relay the message. Maria’s reply text popped onscreen.

Eww would it stink if I knocked their socks off???

Bailey laughed quietly. Tom and Pete walked by, each toting a short ladder. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“We don’t like how the booths look,” Pete said.

“We’re going to rehang the ribbons and garland,” Tom said. “Make them so they’re more like swags at the top so there’s more room for the vendors along the sides.”

“Whatever makes you happy,” Bailey said. She literally did not care at this point if the booths were as naked as the day God made them.

Jane tiptoed over and snapped a photo of the brothers with her phone. Thank goodness she had a handle on all the social media and emails from now on.

Pete called a greeting to her. “How’s Susan?” he asked.

“Home and on the road to recovery,” Jane said.

“Give her our best,” said Tom. “Our mother’s dropping off a casserole for the family.”

“That’s so thoughtful. Thank you. Susan appreciates all the help.



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