[ it may not be the kind of compliment caroline doles out, but that doesn't make it any less of a legitimate one. it's the kind of grown-up compliment that no one ever bothers to give her — encouragement, yes, but acknowledgement too. the recognition not of what she's already done, but what she could do, given the motivation and opportunity.
caroline had once been so proud to fool katherine, even just for a moment. it's strange, but somehow, she feels prouder to have met her exacting standards. even if it is over just a cup of coffee. ]
I hate sugar in my coffee.
[ is that unexpected? maybe. but caroline has enough sweetness in her that she doesn't crave it in her drinks — she likes the bitterness of a well-roasted batch of coffee, the richness of a dark roast, offset only by a gentle splash of cream.
is it that surprising that katherine would like things the same? ]
It's not much of a Christmas gift, but it's the thought that counts, right?
[ who would have thought deerington would be the place to put a genuine smile between them? ]
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caroline had once been so proud to fool katherine, even just for a moment. it's strange, but somehow, she feels prouder to have met her exacting standards. even if it is over just a cup of coffee. ]
I hate sugar in my coffee.
[ is that unexpected? maybe. but caroline has enough sweetness in her that she doesn't crave it in her drinks — she likes the bitterness of a well-roasted batch of coffee, the richness of a dark roast, offset only by a gentle splash of cream.
is it that surprising that katherine would like things the same? ]
It's not much of a Christmas gift, but it's the thought that counts, right?
[ who would have thought deerington would be the place to put a genuine smile between them? ]