Chapter 2: Petals
Summer rolled forward in waves of heat, blurring the long days in the sleepy town together. At breakfast, Mary had even forgotten if it was a Tuesday or Wednesday–but Basil knew the answer, delightfully informing her that it was indeed the middle of the week. He’d been counting down the days ever since the week before, and now that Wednesday had finally arrived, he was as chipper as a songbird.
Whistling all the way to the library’s second floor, he set up shop at his regular desk, though tried to arrange his books a little more neatly. The doctor usually arrived around noon, which gave Basil several hou
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Anna, in contrast, had never showed much interest in her husband’s work; during their courtship, Basil had chalked it up to her being coy, but as the years of their m
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Klaus listened to the clock on the wall behind him ticking away the seconds, the sound practically echoing through the complete silence of the room. With a sigh, he picked up his coffee cup and took a drink, then looked across the table to his companion.
"Well?"
"Well what?" Marian asked, continuing to stare at him with a smirk on his face.
"I know you've got something on your mind," Klaus stated, topping off his cup with some more of the strong, black coffee. "Spit it out, already."
"How was your date?" Marian questioned, grinning like a cheshire cat behind his mug. Klaus let out an annoyed sigh.
"It wasn't a date," he correcte
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Klaus watched her dealings with the merchant from Silk Country, a smile lighting up her youthful face as she gave the other woman a basket piled high with fresh vegetables she had grown on her farm. Asche inspected the merchandise and nodded appreciatively, then handed over a pouch of coins in return as payment for the goods. She then thanked the merchant with a polite bow and returned to where she had tethered her horse, offering him a treat to busy him while she untied his reins from the post. With that done, she mounted her steed and took off at a slow trot off through town – and likely back to her farm.
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