I take it easy during the winter. What do I have to do then?
[The cold months are Nadine's quiet months. Hardly anyone even calls on her, other than the regrettable laments of those suffering loss. But winter was a fitting time for mourning, or so she tells herself to ease any guilt of letting those laments go unanswered.
She lifts a hand, stretching her fingers towards the little silvery fishes, a fond smile on her lips.]
And what about you? Are you taking care of yourself?
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[The cold months are Nadine's quiet months. Hardly anyone even calls on her, other than the regrettable laments of those suffering loss. But winter was a fitting time for mourning, or so she tells herself to ease any guilt of letting those laments go unanswered.
She lifts a hand, stretching her fingers towards the little silvery fishes, a fond smile on her lips.]
And what about you? Are you taking care of yourself?