Chapter 244 Mistakes

• Ava
• The morning air was crisp as I made my way to the market, my basket swinging lightly at my side. The streets of Moonstone were quieter than usual, the pack still somber in the wake of Leonard’s ‘death.’
• I expected the market to be a bit more lively. But as I approached the market stalls, it was much the same; the scent of fresh produce and baked goods filled the air and the vendors called out their wares, but their voices lacked their usual enthusiasm, and the market goers only murmured softly amongst themselves. There was no sign of the usual street musicians playing for tips, and some shops were still closed, unable to bring themselves to sell during such a trying time.