Down and out, and out of luck, we're spinning but the needle's stuck
That suggestion of a smile returned at the sound of Amun's name, a touch brighter this time. She nodded, and shifted until she could lean a hip against the counter. She kept her distance though, with arms tucked tight around her torso.
"Yes, that's him. I was surprised... I know he and Sam were seeing each other, but he never mentioned you before. Giving away the shop like this... he must trust you." The lingering look she leveled at the young man was measuring, as if she might somehow be able to discern what it was that earned him such a privilege. "Are you a book binder too, like Samuel was?"
Perhaps it was all a matter of trade. Making sure that a business was left up and running.
"Yes, that's him. I was surprised... I know he and Sam were seeing each other, but he never mentioned you before. Giving away the shop like this... he must trust you." The lingering look she leveled at the young man was measuring, as if she might somehow be able to discern what it was that earned him such a privilege. "Are you a book binder too, like Samuel was?"
Perhaps it was all a matter of trade. Making sure that a business was left up and running.
Maea
