Post by Professor Carina Erikson on Aug 3, 2015 21:38:06 GMT -5
A nice soft bed called to her, she could almost hear it. She would have to resist though, as she had things to do and people to see. It just wasn't the same with out Timothy there. Carina couldn't fault him though, she understood the lure of the rare plants he chased after, she often did the same for the rare ingredients she experimented with. He would be home soon though. With a sigh, she shooed Ambra off her clothes. Now that was something she couldn't understand. Her cat, a gift from an old friend was nearly ten years old. In the ten years she had owned Ambra, Carina had yet to notice a difference in her, still acting as though she was a kitten. Something to ponder on later, she supposed. Right now, she had to head to Hosmeade. She dressed quickly in an old pair of jeans and a faded Weird Sisters t shirt. Slipping her trainers on her feet and she was gone.
Timothys' shop was her next stop. She let herself in using the key he had given her a couple years ago. Carina wouldn't open the shop, not today, though she had done so in the past. It often helped for her to have something to do during the summer when she wasn't needed at the school. Picking up the mail from the floor just inside the door, she flipped through it, sorting out the bills from the mail orders. The bills were Timothy's problem when he returned. The mail orders she would fill later on today or tomorrow. Carina dropped the mail in the his and her baskets on the desk and dropped to the chair. The prize she was after was in the top drawer. She pulled out the long measuring tape and stuck it in her pocket along with the three sugar quills she had for the kids.
Now on to more important matters. She headed over to the Tower. It was a pretty day, one she should have enjoyed, but she was too impatient, setting her mind on something and she wouldn't be happy till it was done. It took forever in her mind, but within a few minutes she was standing in front of door 503. She always wondered if she should have called first, but she never did. Carina also felt bad for not coming more often. It was her brother, niece and nephews, after all. But life was life and it didn't always work out the way it should, she thought as she knocked on the door.
Timothys' shop was her next stop. She let herself in using the key he had given her a couple years ago. Carina wouldn't open the shop, not today, though she had done so in the past. It often helped for her to have something to do during the summer when she wasn't needed at the school. Picking up the mail from the floor just inside the door, she flipped through it, sorting out the bills from the mail orders. The bills were Timothy's problem when he returned. The mail orders she would fill later on today or tomorrow. Carina dropped the mail in the his and her baskets on the desk and dropped to the chair. The prize she was after was in the top drawer. She pulled out the long measuring tape and stuck it in her pocket along with the three sugar quills she had for the kids.
Now on to more important matters. She headed over to the Tower. It was a pretty day, one she should have enjoyed, but she was too impatient, setting her mind on something and she wouldn't be happy till it was done. It took forever in her mind, but within a few minutes she was standing in front of door 503. She always wondered if she should have called first, but she never did. Carina also felt bad for not coming more often. It was her brother, niece and nephews, after all. But life was life and it didn't always work out the way it should, she thought as she knocked on the door.