Top off the tea... it lubricates the grey matter.

[mike-inkheart.livejournal.com]

[Thursday, March 11th (Day 284)]
[Main Street in front of the Dormouse]
[Late afternoon, teatime]


Two more errands and I've completed most of them for the day.  Every day should be this good and I look up at the sunny sky, wondering if the nice weather has anything to do with it.  The Dormouse and the library are left on my list.  Should I drop off my note and maybe get lucky enough to meet Mrs. Whitman, or should I go to the library and check out a few books instead?

The library can wait and tucking the note into an envelope, I stop near the steps of the Dormouse.  Mrs. Wilson said that Mrs. Whitman's very pregnant so I don't think I'll see her today but it doesn't hurt to try.  Hopefully, she'll get my note anyway.  I heard that Romana worked here a few days ago so I'll just give it to her to pass along and maybe she'll get back to me.

I'm about to go up the stairs when I spot bright, blonde hair down Main Street.  She looks like Leah.  I wave and smile.  It never hurts to be friendly, especially to pretty women, and maybe she'll have some tea with me.


[Open to Leah, and Romana if she likes]

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[leah-pontarlier.livejournal.com]

It is a really bright day, the kinda Karina calls nice. The air is warmer and less dry than it has been, I'm looking forward to the next time it rains. I've just come from the library when I see a familiar face waving and smiling at me. Mike! He's standing at the door to Wanda's teashop and I smile back and walk in his direction.

"Hello Michael. Having a good day?"