AilisThe first cuff was wrong.I knew this before I finished dressing.That was unfortunate, because I had gone to sleep believing it was nearly right.Morning had been less charitable.I stood beside the table in my stockings and sleeping shift, staring at the old-gold line I had stitched after my late shift ended. It began correctly near the inner wrist. The curve opened where the coat would bend. The spacing remained narrow enough not to become decorative merely for the pleasure of being gold.Then, halfway across, I had become cautious.The curve flattened.Not badly.That was worse.Bad work was easy to remove.Almost-right work could sit there looking reasonable until somebody wore it and proved otherwise.I touched the offending section.“No.”The coat had nothing to say.I pulled my daytime shift over my head, dressed, and left the cuff alone.For now.Downstairs, Maela did not point me toward an apron.She handed me a stack of folded linen.I looked at it.Then at her.She po
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