[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=MistyRose][center]Alice Lynche[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=MistyRose]Location[/color][/b] Her Cottage[/center]
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Glancing at the boy to make sure he didn't disturb anything. Not that he really could- her more important items locked in her workroom or already being shipped to their buyers. [color=MistyRose]"Oh, just a change of scenery. Though it seems I've  come at a bad time."[/color] Her smile was slightly shaky as she looked towards the elderly woman. Alice didn't enjoy talking about the reason why she moved. It was family and to her? Family was best avoided.

Glancing back towards the boy she gave him a small smile as the light flickered over her eyes. Where they black for a second? It was probably just the light. Though the light in here was good. Either way, it wasn't her business. Her business was to keep her head down and get enough savings built up to move- perhaps she would keep the house and rent it out? It seemed the best option. She thought as she sipped her tea. Pinky extended as was proper. [color=MistyRose]"And thank you! Their really not that much. Ideas, generally once I get to the sewing and putting things together it comes out completely different. Well unless I'm working on a specific design for a client."[/color] Alice amended, her cheeks glowing with pride about her work.