It was the glasses rattling in the cupboard that actually got Sara moving. She put the quill down and shoved a corner of her notes into the book she’d been using to save her place. Not a day to work on her own projects, then. Her normal receiving hours were on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, but she couldn’t always rely on her clients to show up then. Or was today Tuesday? She couldn’t remember. She wandered toward the door thinking about it. She’d had a milk delivery the day before yesterday. Had that been Saturday or Sunday?
As she opened the door, the manticore had a massive red paw raised to knock a fourth time. She gave an apologetic smile up into its face. “Would you like to come in, or would you be more comfortable out of doors?” With her clientele, she often had to go out into the yard.
“Thank you.” The voice was strangely metallic, a steely clang behind each word. Today, it appeared, was also not a yard day. The manticore managed to fit itself through the door in a neat conjuror’s trick, settling carefully on the sitting-room carpet with its tail coiled around its feet. She eyed the wickedly hooked tip of its tail, glistening with poison. It had brushed against the end table on the way in, leaving a small and extremely hazardous smear of liquid on one of the legs. She made a mental note to wipe it off before the cat got to it.
There was just enough room for her to get to her chair. Sara made her guest a small courtesy and then sank into her chair.
“I am facilitator Sara. What assistance can I render?”
Welcome to this week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge! This week calls for 33 to 333 words on the third definition of the word NORMAL:
1: a : a normal line
b : the portion of a normal line to a plane curve between the curve and the x- axis
2: one that is normal
3: a form or state regarded as the norm : standard
This time I decided to give a little bit of a follow up to this weekend’s incipit. Thanks for reading!