POV: Yessica | Location: Edinburgh
Hart Books at nine AM was the best version of itself.
The morning light came through the Victoria Street window at the angle that made the shelves look like something from a film, the radiator was already on, and Theron had made proper breakfast — eggs, toast, the specific tea that he bought from a supplier on Canongate and kept for occasions he considered worth it.
Claire went straight to Section E.
"It's still right," she said, scanning the picture books with the satisfaction of someone whose system had been maintained correctly. "Good."
"I kept it," Theron said. "Like I promised."
Claire looked at him. "Some people don't keep promises," she said. "But you do."
"I try," Theron said.
"Lewis keeps promises too," Claire said, pulling out a book to
