I slide my finger along the top of the polished mahogany when I realize… I go to the bedside table that holds a blue and white porcelain lamp covered in Chinese lettering. The enormous, navy king-sized bed is perfectly made. Taking a step away, I walk along the hall to the stairs leading up to the master suite.Ĭlimbing slowly, I pass the small sitting area to the left with its balcony facing the river. I wonder if he’s ever even written with it or if it even works. Leaning my head to the side, I pick up the pen and turn it in my fingers. Considering what Spencer told me, it’s probably worth several thousand dollars or more. I know from Daisy’s work this stuff is valuable. It’s like a Mont Blanc, but with brass filigree and pale pink and green flowers etched in the sides. On the bottom shelf is a leather notebook, and when I open it, I see it’s actually a ledger. The lip curves dramatically and it’s strangely beautiful. The shelf above holds a glowing purple vase with hobnails all down the sides. A round spinner in the back seems to serve as the battery, and on the side is a plate reading Simon Willard. A large and shiny brass clock sits under a glass dome.
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