"It's just dinner. Everything will be fine," she replied; she actually did want to meet Jessica. She didn't have a mother, and never had as far as she remembered. His mother was someone special to Malcolm, even if she caused him frustration quite often, and Sinthia wanted to know her.
When they stepped into the house Sinthia's hand went to Avalon's harness, fingers folding around the strap even though he still had his collar and lead attached: it was habit as much as anything but the prickles of recognition were making themselves known. She wasn't going to ask: there would have been no question. This was where it happened.
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Date: 2020-10-16 02:43 pm (UTC)When they stepped into the house Sinthia's hand went to Avalon's harness, fingers folding around the strap even though he still had his collar and lead attached: it was habit as much as anything but the prickles of recognition were making themselves known. She wasn't going to ask: there would have been no question. This was where it happened.
"Do you think she'll like the bracelet?" she murmured eventually, turning a circle to take in the entrance of the house. She'd brought the jewelry as sort of a hostess gift, since it was the first time in her house. It was a very pretty thing, a jade bangle with cloisonné wirework and colorful enamel that formed a delicate dragon.