“Just a moment!” She called out to him from his workshop in the back. A metallic clang of bells came from the room, sounding an awful lot like the alarm clock he’d been repairing, which was already an uncommon find around here. He recalled one in Tatyana’s shop, but she’d been ahead of the curve. “You better not be breaking my shit you hag! I was going to use that!” “Don’t you start with me boy! You’re lucky you make me so much money now!”
