The sun was just setting over the workshop, and the newly painted gnomes seemed to shine as the last rays of the sun shone on them.
As Billy walked towards the door, he wondered if the brightness shining on the faces of his little gnomes caused him to think that one of them had winked at him? The old gardener thought he must be going crazy and shook his head before shutting the squeaky shed door behind him.
As he did, the gnomes began to whisper to each other.... They had a secret they wanted to keep.