Nick and Paula both laughed at that. “No. She’s the only one. Nick and I have no artistic skills.”

“We just appreciate those who are talented,” Nick said and gave Bella a quick kiss. Bella looked beautiful and a bit mysterious as she was still wearing dark sunglasses. She was afraid to go out in public without them. With her rich red curls and the glasses, no one seemed to recognize her, thankfully.

Another server came by with a tray of stuffed mushrooms and they all took one. Paula helped herself to some of the cheese and crackers that were on the table, too. They walked around and looked at the other artwork that was displayed. There were some beautiful pieces. When they made their way back over to Lucy, Paula was happy to see that Jason had arrived and the two of them were deep in conversation.

They all said a quick goodbye to Lucy and walked outside. Nick and Bella decided to order Thai take-out and just go home.

“I don’t feel like going home yet, do you?” David asked. “Want to walk around a bit? I haven’t really played tourist since I’ve been back.”

“Sure.” It was a warm night and lots of the shops were still open. They strolled around, looking in the display windows and popping into some of the shops. They were a few doors away from Oath Pizza on the wharf when David asked if she felt like going somewhere for dinner.

“I actually wouldn’t mind just having some pizza. Do you like Oath?” As soon as she saw the sign her stomach rumbled, and she started to crave it.

“I forgot about Oath. Sure, that sounds good.” They waited in line for their pizza and brought it to a nearby bench and ate watching the last ferry come in for the night. The ocean was still and calm and the night was clear. The moonlight glimmered on the water.

“Are you looking forward to heading home?” Paula asked. David only had a few weeks left. The time was going by fast and the Taste of the Town event was right around the corner.

“I’m actually not looking forward to it. It’s been good being back here. I hope to get home more often to see my family.”

“How’s your mom doing?”

“About the same. But a little better because now we have a plan in place and know what to anticipate.” He smiled. “No more running away to the pond.”

They were both quiet for a moment, enjoying their pizza and then Paula asked, “What’s it like living in the city? Are you right in Manhattan?”

“I am. I have an apartment close to the office. It’s convenient. I’m on the twenty-third floor.” He laughed. “Very different from Nantucket.”

It sounded awful to Paula. But she knew some people loved being in the city.