The Quiet Record of Whispered Vows

Previously

…“Lily, my dear,” she breathed, looking from the notebook to the vibrant, ephemeral mural on the wall, “this is… extraordinary!” Lily’s stomach did another little flip, but this time it was a happy one. “Thank you, Mrs. Gable,” she managed, her voice a little stronger than usual. “It’s so lifelike,” a girl named Chloe, who usually only spoke to her best friend, whispered, peering at the animated fireflies. “How did you do that?” Lily hesitated for a fraction of a second. The secret of the notebook was hers, and Pip’s. But the art… the art was for everyone. “