Chapter 7
“A little to the left,” Ivy said, directing the tree placement.
“Again?” Bennett groaned while Roy only grinned. Still, Bennett knew better than to question Ivy’s artistic eye. “Okay, whatever the lady wants.”
Positioned on either side of the tall pine tree, Bennett and Roy shifted the tree again. Bennett loved seeing excitement in Ivy’s face again. The ballroom—the entire house, for that matter—had erupted in happy chaos, and laughter rang out alongside the roar of the ocean in the background.
Crates and baskets of ornaments stood ready to adorn the tree. Shelly was busy winding red velvet ribbons around the smooth wooden railing of the staircase. In the ballroom, Carlotta was creating a vintage village scene on a tabletop with miniature houses and shops reminiscent of Curri
