Book Haven, Monday
If Rosalind was rather smug today, well, who could blame her?
She'd made it through a weekend without any of the weirdness touching her one whit--mostly due to the fact that she'd been off island for half of it, then listening to the podcast had only given her the news that avoiding going outside was the best idea--and now, this morning, the shop appeared normal.
And she had coffee.
It bothered her a bit that these were the important things in her life these days, but until she could figure out a way to get home… this was what she was stuck with.
She'd made it through a weekend without any of the weirdness touching her one whit--mostly due to the fact that she'd been off island for half of it, then listening to the podcast had only given her the news that avoiding going outside was the best idea--and now, this morning, the shop appeared normal.
And she had coffee.
It bothered her a bit that these were the important things in her life these days, but until she could figure out a way to get home… this was what she was stuck with.