From poetry to fairytales then back to her personal favorites, history logs. Those always were more successful at capturing and keeping Arabella's attention.
Between everyone's suspicious behavior and the recent argument with her husband, at least one of those things threatened to burn holes through the walls of her stomach.
What was she to do? To try and speak with him? Would he even listen or consider her words?
While debating the proper solution to her predicament, Arabella caught herself casting judgement and making assumptions about Silas time and time again… That didn't help her situation one bit.
The history of Vintanotter, how it came to be and carry its then name kept her head from collapsing on those pages.
The small bit she knew about the village turned out to be quite negligible compared to the fountain of information that flowed through those lines.
