Katherine Nicolai

Kept them like other people collect music or paintings.

Kept them like other people collect music or paintings.

Kept them like other people collect music or paintings.

She did that, but in a different way.

She did that, but in a different way.

She did that, but in a different way.

Why is it hidden away? Didn't she ever show it to anyone? I plopped down into the straight-back chair and rested my hands on the desktop. There were dust motes floating in the air, sunlight cutting through the small window. Sycamore turned his head and looked at me as if he wanted to hear my answer too.

Why is it hidden away? Didn't she ever show it to anyone? I plopped down into the straight-back chair and rested my hands on the desktop. There were dust motes floating in the air, sunlight cutting through the small window. Sycamore turned his head and looked at me as if he wanted to hear my answer too.

Why is it hidden away? Didn't she ever show it to anyone? I plopped down into the straight-back chair and rested my hands on the desktop. There were dust motes floating in the air, sunlight cutting through the small window. Sycamore turned his head and looked at me as if he wanted to hear my answer too.

She anthologized, and I'm going to share it all. It's all been so perfectly organized. It's just waiting for someone to exhibit these stories. Sycamore jumped down and came to rub against my ankle. I reached down and lifted him into my lap.

She anthologized, and I'm going to share it all. It's all been so perfectly organized. It's just waiting for someone to exhibit these stories. Sycamore jumped down and came to rub against my ankle. I reached down and lifted him into my lap.

She anthologized, and I'm going to share it all. It's all been so perfectly organized. It's just waiting for someone to exhibit these stories. Sycamore jumped down and came to rub against my ankle. I reached down and lifted him into my lap.

I turn to look up at my friend. What do you think? Are there recipes?

I turn to look up at my friend. What do you think? Are there recipes?

I turn to look up at my friend. What do you think? Are there recipes?

I reached up to pat their shoulder. My friend, there are even pickle recipes.

I reached up to pat their shoulder. My friend, there are even pickle recipes.

I reached up to pat their shoulder. My friend, there are even pickle recipes.

of sharing and showing. The busy weekend was winding down. What fun we had had. The inn had bustled with activity for the last three days. Guests, of course, our small staff, a band of musicians, florists, and Sycamore the Cat. We'd served fantastic meals. poured many, many cups of coffee in the breakfast rooms, and kept the fireplaces burning through the days.

of sharing and showing. The busy weekend was winding down. What fun we had had. The inn had bustled with activity for the last three days. Guests, of course, our small staff, a band of musicians, florists, and Sycamore the Cat. We'd served fantastic meals. poured many, many cups of coffee in the breakfast rooms, and kept the fireplaces burning through the days.