Normally, it didn't take long to get to the West End from the Inn but this was Rekah and she was easily distracted.
This time it happened to be a shop full of watches and clocks. She was mesmerized by the pendulum of the grandfather clocks that lined the shop window. Back and forth they swung, back and forth she swayed.
We need more of those!
It was then that she decided to buy a clock on her way back home. Nevermind, the thing weighed about twice her. Dante seemed antsy and nosed her hand as if trying to get her to hurry towards Fio's loft.
Fine, fine. We're going, puppy! The hound's tail wagged and he trotted along side her. She had only been to the loft a handful of times, so she knew the basic direction, and knew what to look for. And once she had been set on the right trail she found the place easily.
All right, Dante we are not allowed to disturb Mister Ali.
Quiet as a mouse, like she promised, she slid the letter under the door. Straightening to leave she was struck with an idea. Pulling out a button and a piece of thread. She threaded the button and tied it off. Then tied the thread to the door knob. So that the button hung freely and moved with the slightest breeze. Dante was watching her quizzically.
Seeing the dog's expression she was forced to explain.
Okay, that is so Mister Ali knows it was me who dropped of the letter and that it can be trusted!
The task completed. Rekah turned and bounded off towards the docks and in turn the water. She was taking Dante swimming!
The hound silently padded along behind her with no idea what was in store.
This time it happened to be a shop full of watches and clocks. She was mesmerized by the pendulum of the grandfather clocks that lined the shop window. Back and forth they swung, back and forth she swayed.
We need more of those!
It was then that she decided to buy a clock on her way back home. Nevermind, the thing weighed about twice her. Dante seemed antsy and nosed her hand as if trying to get her to hurry towards Fio's loft.
Fine, fine. We're going, puppy! The hound's tail wagged and he trotted along side her. She had only been to the loft a handful of times, so she knew the basic direction, and knew what to look for. And once she had been set on the right trail she found the place easily.
All right, Dante we are not allowed to disturb Mister Ali.
Quiet as a mouse, like she promised, she slid the letter under the door. Straightening to leave she was struck with an idea. Pulling out a button and a piece of thread. She threaded the button and tied it off. Then tied the thread to the door knob. So that the button hung freely and moved with the slightest breeze. Dante was watching her quizzically.
Seeing the dog's expression she was forced to explain.
Okay, that is so Mister Ali knows it was me who dropped of the letter and that it can be trusted!
The task completed. Rekah turned and bounded off towards the docks and in turn the water. She was taking Dante swimming!
The hound silently padded along behind her with no idea what was in store.