Sun day

I have achieved routine.

The twins spend their mornings at lessons. Pang insists in Heiye’s company. Then they slink out the door, with their keeper, and I venture down the hall and around the corner to sew.

Nimaseki inherited her home from her husband, who had no living relatives to contest it. Until she took ill, she managed the boarding house single-handedly. Apparently, our rooms used to belong to a very strange fellow with an uncanny look to him, who always paid on time and did not socialize. He was the one to alter the inner door to its unobtrusive state.

From what she implied today, Nima is under the impression that Meyni supported her lifestyle these past years by selling her virtue, and that the fellow in question was her first customer. Nima was entirely unperturbed by it. I wonder what she would think of her daughter being a sneak thief, rather than a night flower. I did not ask. She likes to hear herself talk, but Nimaseki is not much of one for listening to others or taking questions.

Comments (2)

K KJanuary 16th, 2012 at 12:07 am

I believe “singlehandedly” should be “single-handedly.”

adminJune 24th, 2012 at 5:37 pm


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