tuesday afternoon

[deepest_magic]

Elizabeth's house is within walking distance. Bella goes over to it the following day, after lunch, carrying two extra clumsily-frosted but perfectly baked cupcakes in her hands and notebooks in her backpack.

Comments

[deepest_magic]

"I don't think so? Charlie warns off people who are throwing rocks at it or whatever sometimes, so I don't think whoever's taking care of it can be a very good job if there's anyone."

[neverbeatme]

"Hmm. Okay," she says. "Probably not very practically useful information, but thanks. You never know."

[deepest_magic]

"You're welcome."

[neverbeatme]

She smiles.