Beau & Viola | Late Morning | Town Circle
"To say nothing of regular brunch with mother," Viola added, only a touch darkly. That was always skill that Viola had excelled at more, between the two of them, but clearly she was barely on their mother's rader anymore, since the scandal. Which told herself, nearly daily, was just fine. "But you seemed to enjoy your Salle, at least," she said, smiling. "You're all muscle, now."
She took another sip of her cider. "Oh, I'm lovely. You know, other than the horrible act of terrorism, things haven't really changed much here. I read a lot. Sewed. Made a couple of house calls to people in Glynn at least felt... useful. Otherwise I've just missed eating sweets with you." And there was the fact that their butler had been messing with his medication, of course. But that was a secret better left for when it was needed.