(advent) December 3 – Things are getting interesting!

And yes, that IS all I’ll say.

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“Anybody got a cup of tea for a lonely, parched soul?”

Schrodinger’s ears perked up as the sound of Lai Zhao’s voice floated through CrossWinds Books. The early evening had been quiet – it was still early enough in the season that folks were going home rather than trying to shop. Margie kept the store hours to the normal ones for the first two weeks of December, because after 6 p.m., the only people who really came in were the diehards and the high school students looking to get some project work done. The CrossCat had been drowsing in his bed next to the wood stove, which Molly had kept turned up all day, half-listening to the three girls discussing their paper on the role of the Roads in the development of Carter’s Cove. Now, however, he hopped up, stretched luxuriantly and then trotted over to the tall Asian girl who was shaking snow flakes from her hair.

Lai! He rubbed his cheek against her knee-high leather boots, feeling the cold from outside sink through his fur. Is it snowing again?

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