We cannot let ourselves get frozen into regarding everyone we do not know as an absolute stranger.

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[Early afternoon of Monday, May 3 (day 337)]
[The General Store]

Don't have much t'say to Amanda, but I don't mind listening. She's been on about her mother spending time with someone, talking in circles 'round it. Wouldn't take it for anything save she's not usually so on about the matter. She set it aside when folk were in store, though, and with the new cloth came in over the weekend, that's often enough.

She's stepped out, though taking her for back soon; it's only that Jenna's done her time at the Apothecary and came by, and the two went out t'speak and'm guessing maybe to go by the Cockaigne. Ought not be overlong; light as Amanda seems sometimes, she's working sound and I trust she'll be back.

Quiet for a moment, and I take up a dustcloth. The store's clean, but there's dust of threads on the counter, and could do worse than tidy up while I've a moment.

[Open to Lannie]