Who: Jeffrey Spender and Open What: Just sitting and thinking When: Saturday afternoon Where: Cafe attached to That Book Place Warnings: TBA Status: Open/On-going
Spender was probably one of the few people who hadn't found the recent events to be all that strange. He'd had a cracked barometer for strange to begin with, Oh, he didn't think it was good that any of it had happened, far from it, he just didn't think it was particularly strange. A person only had to look at the town's history to realize that stranger -- or at east equally as strange -- things happened on a far more frequent basis than they should.
And yet, he'd take Madison Valley over back home any day. Back home, his life was actively in danger. Here? Well, only if the town acted up.
He took a sip of his coffee and turned his attention back to the book he'd been trying to look through. He'd been rereading the same page for an hour; it was probably time to just give up on it and go do something else.
Except thinking. He'd been doing enough of that lately. Probably too much.