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.

kicked her out before she started,

she could possibly pick up another part-time

would mean extra money to send

"Seriously?" Morwenna asked, surprised.

White nodded. "When have

the time Mrs. White had shorted

smiled brightly, and said,

Just be polite when you deliver the fish and don't upset the

"Will do!"

scooter to deliver the fish. Spanning districts one through twelve, Windcharm Villas was neither

gotten to know

day, she helped a cat

she advised a young woman in District Six

grumpy old gentleman who complained about underweight deliveries, which kept him from grumbling. Morwenna spotted an order

District One? Stuart!

fish, did he? Was it his way of

rode to District

Zoe answered the door.

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