Abraham was dressed in his black neoprene suit, quarter length sleeves and long pants and black boots. He was nervous. He spent a good time pacing up and down the shore of the pond before finally deciding to make his way to the cottage not far away.
In the end he'd opted to wear his new long brown coat and fedora. It didn't help very much but with the scarf he had also acquired he felt at least a little more protected from other's stares. Though he did know Beauty would not doubt insist on the removal of such items.
Perhaps there wouldn't be very many others there, he thought. But knowing Beauty.
He was now balancing from one foot to the other in the cold at Beauty's door. And the cold made him so tired. With a huff that created breathy mist he finally gave Beauty's door a little tap and stepped back, gloved hands shoved in the pockets of his coat.