[After days of rain, the sun feels wonderful. One day of sun was enough to draw Jilly away from her studio and out into the village proper...not drawing, for once, but just soaking in the warmth and people watching. She'd perched on the edge of the fountain with a cup of coffee and made up stories for the people she didn't know...or silly secrets ( Read more... )

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[It's the day before the festival and there is so much to be done and Jilly was determined to rise to the occasion. This meant that the artist, who was usually a bundle of activity, was currently imitating a whirlwind as she rushed about the school trying to tie up loose ends ( Read more... )

[When Jilly wakes up she might be alone in her bed, but Captain Jack Sparrow is in her apartment ( Read more... )

[Jilly always loved stories of magic. C. S. Lewis, Ellen Wentworth, Susan Cooper. She’d devoured them as a child. Now, finding herself in one? She’s taking advantage of it as best she can ( Read more... )