Chapter 12
Jo felt a bit like a scout leader as she led the troop down the old bricks of Pike Place and turned up Post Alley. Behind her followed Melanie and Renée talking about how charming the Market was on a summer day. Apparently Melanie had been here only once before and that had been a chill and spitting winter’s day. Not a day when the smell of the sea was battled back by fresh flowers, sweet pastries, and rich coffee thick on the Seattle air.
Following them were the photographer, his laden assistants, the makeup guy, clothier, and several others apparently connected to the shoot that she hadn’t noticed in the surrounding crowd.
As it was only a block away, they’d decided it was better to show up and ask forgiveness later rather than calling ahead.
She asked the others to wait o
