Elizabeth
His laughter is breezy, like reeds bending in the wind, a hand raising to dismiss her offer. "Unless you're asking me to add it to a pie, you can keep your apples." There's humor in his eyes, soft and kind in a way that makes Elizabeth smile. Pete doesn't hesitate to catch Theea's words, his demeanor brightening further as he dips behind the display. "I know I have some sweet bread around here..."
When his head pops up again, he has two bundles full of sweet bread, jam, and a small loaf of sourdough. "This isn't enough, but I hope you enjoy! I tried a new method with the sourdough, so you'll have to let me know what you think." Elizabeth steps forward to accept the packages, giving the baker a large, warm smile that lightens the brown of her eyes. "You know it's too much, but thank you, Pete. You're amazing." Her hands linger for a moment, expressing her gratitude before pulling away. As she steps towards the doorway, she hands one of the bundles to Theea, glancing back towards Pere with another smile. "And tell Juniper to let me know when she's ready for our next session." He gives a nod of his head, returning to kneading the dough on the counter with a content expression on his face.
The bell above the door chimes again as she leads them back out into the street. Her eyes meet Theea's in the lamplight, casting them in an orangey hue. "Do you want to find a bench and eat together? Unless you have someplace else to be?"
When his head pops up again, he has two bundles full of sweet bread, jam, and a small loaf of sourdough. "This isn't enough, but I hope you enjoy! I tried a new method with the sourdough, so you'll have to let me know what you think." Elizabeth steps forward to accept the packages, giving the baker a large, warm smile that lightens the brown of her eyes. "You know it's too much, but thank you, Pete. You're amazing." Her hands linger for a moment, expressing her gratitude before pulling away. As she steps towards the doorway, she hands one of the bundles to Theea, glancing back towards Pere with another smile. "And tell Juniper to let me know when she's ready for our next session." He gives a nod of his head, returning to kneading the dough on the counter with a content expression on his face.
The bell above the door chimes again as she leads them back out into the street. Her eyes meet Theea's in the lamplight, casting them in an orangey hue. "Do you want to find a bench and eat together? Unless you have someplace else to be?"
There is beauty in the journey, regardless of the outcome.
Let's grieve and hope and fight together.
Let's grieve and hope and fight together.
