Chapter Three

3 – Tea and Honey

Lunch was good, as Ro had declared it would be, and it passed relatively amicably. Briefly, Yuri wondered how lasagna could taste so anal-retentive, but she decided it was a subject better left for some other time. Once the dishes had been piled in the sink and Kiih had changed into more presentable clothing (which constituted a gunmetal gray three-piece suit accented by a silver pocketwatch in the vest), they set out for town. “S’not a bad walk,” he said. “No need for bicycles. ‘Sides, it seems like ya’ve had a bit too much of ‘em for one day.”

“I appreciate that,” she said.

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