Garden Grounds was closed for the evening, the shades drawn, but the fairy lights outside still glowed. Sera was there.
The Nix was busy moving around the shop, getting fresh coffee brewed and pastries set out on a table. On the table was a folder and a sketch book, a few pages marked by post it notes.
Iron french doors stood open, allowing in the warm summer night air. Lights from the patio beyond them glowing.
Dressed for the evening in a tan silk skirt and black tank top, her long hair trailed behind her as she moved. Wild flowers growing in each place she stepped. The smell of fresh cut grass overtaking the smells of the fresh flowers around the coffee shop.
Circe