Part 44:
link Arthur manages to bring in еще than enough firewood just before the skies open up.
“Just made it,” he says, dropping the box in the parlor, near the large fireplace.
Guinevere is in the kitchen, putting things away and cleaning things up. Except the fish, which are Arthur’s responsibility. He strolls into the кухня and slides his arms around her waist, Поцелуи her shoulder, then the Космос on the back of her neck between her ponytails.
“Those рыба aren’t going to clean themselves,...
