His attention focused past her, Calypso wasn’t surprised to hear Hel’s voice an instant later. “Another submission?” She turned to reply. “Not at all, this is Dionysus and since he’s just put a deadline on the refitting of the lower floor, he’s also kindly offered to help oversee the project.” Hel’s burned side quirked up …
On Sunday morning, Circe sent through photos and measurements of her nursery, and some of the furniture. Calypso made some initial notes, used the time Herne was on call-out to research patterns and advice for nursery accessories and spent the train to London on detailed plans for blinds, bags, cushions and covers. On Monday, the …
Ryan waved gleefully from his seat between Thalia and Clio when Calypso walked into the pub that evening. He did his puppy bounce as she sat down across from him. “I’m being sent to the Bristol office for the summer. Bridgid says I need to learn more about the business end of the business to …
After work, Calypso made her way to the Quin Luong mansion, feeling strange and awkward as she knocked on the front door. Maria-Philippa nearly bowled her over with delight and curiosity. They sat in one of the front rooms so Calypso could be quizzed on her plans and ideas, and what she wanted to do …
The weekend was a busy one. The sale of Wildwood had gone through and Mr Green was closing on a place in the north near his children. Herne was moving out of The Old Stables that week. For someone living in a furnished place, he’d managed to gather a quite few odds and ends. Although …
The next morning, Calypso managed to catch Hel on her way back from a meeting. She listened to the request, then nodded. “Good idea. Get him in.” She turned to leave, then paused. “Be sure to document the submission experience from your would-be early birds. That article's gone out too far to pull back so …
Thursday brought a lull in visitors, calls and questions. Tish spent most of it muttering at her screen as she worked her way through the first of a number of courses she'd found. Everything she learned seemed to make its way into the courier receipt spreadsheet. The file was different and more complicated every time …
She smiled, shook her head, scribbled a note with Circe’s email in it, and got back to her study of the submissions form, requirements and process. When Tish returned, Calypso handed her a list of answers to the main questions her callers and visitors had been asking. “Go through this and get familiar with the …
Tish put down the phone with a puzzled look at the door, then Calypso; shook her head, and returned to her research. As the clock ticked around to the end of the day, Tish started getting restless. Calypso was tempted to let her go early, but had a feeling it would set a precedent, so …
She woke to rain, of course. Heading to the Yggdrasil office, the umbrella which had raised brows in the country drew admiring second glances as she wove through the city streets. She had been in fairly regular email contact with Hel's offsider, Ganglöt, in the preceding week, so had some idea of what to expect, …
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