thirty. in which the husband lies and the wife frets.
My normal inclination is to be up and about and busy, but admittedly it is nice to be off my feet for a time.
I expect the dining hall has returned to its usual bustling self. I would hope so. If a site that once held gallows can become a lively and pleasant green in time, then assuredly the poor little dining hall can drive away the ghosts that may still haunt it.
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Would someone kindly look to my husband? His head is spotted black and blue, which I understand is little reason to fret (and trust that I would not bother with so little a concern), but his eyes have a bit of a clouded look and I fear he might have rattled his brains.
The ninny says he walked into a door. Make of it what you will.
I expect the dining hall has returned to its usual bustling self. I would hope so. If a site that once held gallows can become a lively and pleasant green in time, then assuredly the poor little dining hall can drive away the ghosts that may still haunt it.
[Filtered to the Infirmary Staff (and anyone working/helping out there because it's funny.)]
Would someone kindly look to my husband? His head is spotted black and blue, which I understand is little reason to fret (and trust that I would not bother with so little a concern), but his eyes have a bit of a clouded look and I fear he might have rattled his brains.
The ninny says he walked into a door. Make of it what you will.