Morwenna quickly shook her head, dismissing the thought.

No, no, no, Stuart wouldn't be into her.

Stuart had mentioned that his marriage was an arrangement without love.

She couldn't figure out why Stuart had changed, but thanks to him, she no longer had to eat the same bland bread every day.

Mrs. White was discharged from the hospital two days later.

The fish shop at the market reopened, and Morwenna resumed her work.

After her return, Mrs. White stopped nitpicking and yelling at Morwenna, though she became somewhat awkward.

Having finished her morning chores, Morwenna found herself idly daydreaming.

Seeing that, Mrs. White suddenly proposed, "Morwenna, it's quiet in the afternoons, and it's dull with too many of us around. How about this? From now on, you deliver the fish ordered by guests at Windcharm Villas by eleven, and then you can clock out."

Most of the market shoppers were elderly locals who preferred to buy their groceries early in the morning, leaving the place deserted by ten.

Initially, Morwenna had taken the job as a fishmonger because Mr. White said it allowed for flexibility, which she thought would help her care for Stuart.

her out before she started, so she

now, with the afternoons free, she could possibly

money to send back to

"Seriously?" Morwenna asked, surprised.

White nodded. "When

thought about the time Mrs. White had shorted someone two ounces

to herself, smiled brightly, and

be polite

"Will do!"

districts one through twelve, Windcharm Villas was neither

days, Morwenna had gotten to know

day, she helped a cat in District Four give birth to

young woman in

extra handful of fish bladders to a grumpy old gentleman who complained about underweight deliveries, which kept him from grumbling. Morwenna spotted

District One? Stuart!

he? Was it his way of needing something from

rode to District

Zoe answered the door.

Hetfield has been expecting

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