“I’ve known Anise a little longer than you have, so I can tell you that right now you are seeing the very best of her. I’m not a medical professional, but I believe that she’s in what’s called a manic phase at the moment. Anise had a bit of a tough time when she first came to live here.”
I thought back to the jab about scrubbing pots and Anise’s admission to almost burning the house down. I swallowed and then nodded slightly to let Miss Baxter know she still held my attention.
“I would like to ask that if you do decide to pursue a relationship with Anise that you keep this in mind and tread carefully. I should very much like to see her continue being happy, and I think you’re a key piece of that happiness right now.”
I had a sudden flash to stories I had heard in my youth about over-pro
