fandomtownies | Book Haven, Tuesday

So, it was completely possible that Evan had managed to absolutely miss that anything weird had happened on the island at all. Sure, the weather had been a bit gross, and the clouds overhead had left everything looking a bit more washed out than usual, but just outright weird? Nah.

Of course, he'd kept mostly to himself over the weekend, reading a stack of classic murder mysteries in the company of his dog and his dinosaur, and only really left the room to take the animals for walkies. Apparently whoever it was who had been smoking inside all weekend had moved on, and things seemed to be a lot more lush than they had been on Saturday and Sunday, so what reason did he have to complain?

Humming a little to himself, Evan got to work stocking shelves and poking through more of those classic crime books to see if anything else could catch his imagination today.

[Open, OCD-free!]