Knitting. Tess grinned, though she wished she had ever had the patience (or the time) for something like that. Unlike Miss Owens, though, her wrists and fingers usually ached by the time she was finished with her work, so her hobbies mostly included snatching a couple hours of sleep or nagging her sisters. (Or sneaking out for a walk or a drink as someone else.)
“Oh, if you’re good with fiddly tasks like picking up stitches you’d be brilliant as a typesetter,” Tess joked, with a laugh. (She did not expect Lorelei to drop the potions business she had evidently just worked so hard to set up.) Putting metal letters into words into mirrored lines was a fiddly and frustrating job, much like Tess found knitting. “I don’t suppose you’re any good at reading backwards?” (If so, then she’d be a natural, and Tess would simply have to steal her.)
“Oh, if you’re good with fiddly tasks like picking up stitches you’d be brilliant as a typesetter,” Tess joked, with a laugh. (She did not expect Lorelei to drop the potions business she had evidently just worked so hard to set up.) Putting metal letters into words into mirrored lines was a fiddly and frustrating job, much like Tess found knitting. “I don’t suppose you’re any good at reading backwards?” (If so, then she’d be a natural, and Tess would simply have to steal her.)
