Below is Part 13 of 18 monthly installments for Visitant.
◄◄ Read the first installment / prologue
◄ Read the previous installment, LOTTE
Lana was bored and briefly chilly. Her boots were thin, and the laces restricted her ankles. Still, she had been able to escape the house in a wrap coat with a fur collar. No doubt her father would threaten to beat her when they returned, but he would not lay hands on her. Not now.
She ran her fingers through the thick pile coiling around her neck and shoulders and down over her stomach. It was luxurious, with tendrils of silky-smooth possum. Much too luxurious for this errand, like butter upon bacon, but then, everything was apparently too luxurious for her father’s house.
The last time she had worn such a finely-tailored coat in his presence, she had been twelve years old. Lana had spirited one…
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