fandomtownies | Book Haven, Sunday, October 21

Rhe fact that she had had no visitors coming in for the weekend was a very good thing indeed, as far as Anne was concerned, as she feared that even her imagination would not suffice to explain away the . . . quirkier aspects of the island to any visitors from home, and what few glimpses she had caught of classmates and their families through her dorm room window only bore up that conclusion.

She was in quite a good mood as she opened the bookstore this morning, and spent an extra half hour arranging the pastries into an artful display accentuated by floral sprigs and carefully plucked leaves.

Unfortunately, so caught up was she in this endeavour that she ruined the first pot of tea and had to brew a second; regardless, she considered the end result aesthetically pleasing enough that no mere ruined pot of tea could put a damper on her day.

Pleased with herself, Anne turned the sign to "OPEN" and sat down in the window chair with several Latin grammar texts, for break week or not there was studying to be done.