Sari would find that the missus needed nothing. She simply seated herself in the sitting room, and plucked a book from the shelf, reading. Silence. She wouldn't answer any questions. Nor would she explain what she was doing back in the townhome.
And by the time Kaczor joined them, Sari had sat down next to Novella and was quietly pleading with her to talk to her. But Ella's face was careful, neutral. And she stayed silent. She didn't try to explain they wouldn't need a lawyer; because she did want her terms put down on paper and made legal. Even if it was a compromise.
She took note of Kaczor, how her hair had been cut. She didn't speak, simply watching the other woman, pour herself more drink, pretending to read the vaguely philosophical book that she'd picked up off the shelf.
When she heard the lawyer arrive, she snapped the book she'd been reading shut, and straightened in her seat.
@Kaczor Tilani
And by the time Kaczor joined them, Sari had sat down next to Novella and was quietly pleading with her to talk to her. But Ella's face was careful, neutral. And she stayed silent. She didn't try to explain they wouldn't need a lawyer; because she did want her terms put down on paper and made legal. Even if it was a compromise.
She took note of Kaczor, how her hair had been cut. She didn't speak, simply watching the other woman, pour herself more drink, pretending to read the vaguely philosophical book that she'd picked up off the shelf.
When she heard the lawyer arrive, she snapped the book she'd been reading shut, and straightened in her seat.
@Kaczor Tilani
10-31-2024, 09:25 AM
