01-15-2022, 07:10 PM
[[CW: Oozing misogyny.]]
Willaby … Willaby … he hardly paid attention to bakers. Some man with enough sobriety to keep shop, from the sounds of it.
He had his sympathy.
There was a slight raise of his head at the mention of the school, but then outward disinterest reigned once more.
Zechariah looked to Rose – or, more specifically, her stomach.
“I wondered.”
This was probably the last he was seeing of her. A relief, he supposed. An unwelcome one at that. Unless her husband-to-be mysteriously dropped dead, she was a kept woman. But when did facts keep him from a cutting remark?
“I shall keep your post open a couple of weeks,” he said blithely, as though her boomeranging back after a failed marriage was to be like rain in London. As though he were doing her a grand favor instead of rubbing her brother's sins in.
Willaby … Willaby … he hardly paid attention to bakers. Some man with enough sobriety to keep shop, from the sounds of it.
He had his sympathy.
There was a slight raise of his head at the mention of the school, but then outward disinterest reigned once more.
Zechariah looked to Rose – or, more specifically, her stomach.
“I wondered.”
This was probably the last he was seeing of her. A relief, he supposed. An unwelcome one at that. Unless her husband-to-be mysteriously dropped dead, she was a kept woman. But when did facts keep him from a cutting remark?
“I shall keep your post open a couple of weeks,” he said blithely, as though her boomeranging back after a failed marriage was to be like rain in London. As though he were doing her a grand favor instead of rubbing her brother's sins in.
