Literature
FFH: Chapter 8 - In The Garden
I found myself on the window seat the next morning, staring out into the garden once more. James had reminded Colm that morning of a monthly meeting with the city’s Merchant Guild. Though I was invited to tag along, to see more of the city and see how he worked, I chose to stay behind. The plan had been to go back to sleep, and maybe do some more recon disguised as exploring. Unfortunately, the moment Colm left, I found the desire to do much of anything disappeared.
Loneliness began to settle in.
Please don’t misunderstand me: I can handle being alone. Years of being teased, of not being invited to places when others were, of ju