A Hex a Day (Which Village Book 1) by L.C. Mortimer

Author:L.C. Mortimer [Mortimer, L.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

I hadn't planned on staying in Eliza's huge Victorian home. It obviously doubled as her workspace, so during the day she saw clients downstairs and I hid away upstairs on the second floor. She gave me a nice little room to stay in. It was decorated with imitation flowers and beautiful paintings, and there was a big bed in the center of the room.

For an entire week, I hid away. I went over my mother's diary again and again. The notebook should have given me some sort of clue, but the truth was that I really didn't know what to do next.

I was at a loss. Eliza seemed to throw herself into her work. I didn't blame her for that, either. She had lost her girlfriend and me...

Well, I just didn't know what I was supposed to do.

I'd planned on staying in Which Village, or at least entertained the possibility of it, but maybe my mom's house burning down was some sort of cosmic sign that I shouldn't.

Could that be true?

Was there such a thing as destiny?

Perhaps most importantly, was that what I was experiencing? The world seemed a lot bigger without my mom and Stanley in it, and after a few days where nothing happened at all, I was starting to wonder if I'd worked myself into a frenzy for nothing.

After that first week hiding away in Eliza's house, I decided to go for a walk. She was going to be busy with clients, and I needed to get out and stretch my legs a little bit. Sitting around could be relaxing, but it could also be terrifyingly horrible.

When you were alone with your thoughts for too long, it became pretty easy to wallow in seas of regret and to start falling into endless pity parties. I didn't want to do either of those things, but I was lost.

Eliza was already meeting with someone when I reached the first floor of her house. The door to her office was closed, so I simply slipped out of the house. I was quiet, but not sneaky. I wasn't a teenager trying to sneak out of the house on a date. I was a grown woman. If I wanted to go on a walk, I could do that.

I could do anything.

Eliza's neighborhood was quiet and calm, but she lived only a few blocks from the bustling downtown of Which Village. It was still much quieter than other places I'd lived, but once I got to Main Street, there were shops and stores and a few little cafes. I passed the inn where I'd stayed that first night. I saw Lionel in the window of the lobby, and I waved. I didn't think that he saw me. If he did, he didn't wave back to me.

Strange.

Annoying.

Disappointing.

I liked to think that I was the type of person people would remember. Maybe I was, but maybe it was in all of the wrong ways. He remembered that I came to town after my mother died.

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