The main hall was filling fast with people from town.

I could hear the low, steady murmur of voices echoing off the vaulted ceiling as people found their seats.

I went back to the glass coffee table.

I picked up the white satin gown.

I folded the little sleeves in and put the fabric safely back in Evelyn’s black purse.

I snapped the metal clasp closed with a loud click.

I walked out of the waiting room into the bright vestibule.