Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world)
Its the review fairy here for your 14th Chapter. Just kidding. It's Harry. I hope to finish of these last three sections in the next hour or two.
First Impression: Oh dear. Myal has become properly mad. Poor Buck. At least he got to reunite with his old friends. And he continues to ignore his mom's invitations to dinner.
He was alone at the table in Victane’s dining room, with his plate from lunch shoved out the way.
This little detail does a great job at contributing the sense that Buck has lost track of time when we learn about dinner later.
I am writing to you to explain. But how could he explain what he’d done? How he’d lied about his identity of the entire time he’d known her? How he’d intended to manipulate her brother into a marriage he didn’t initially want? It was entirely fair that Erson wouldn’t want anything to do with him, and Myal for that matter. All Buck knew was that it had been a week and he missed her.
So it's been a week and he didn't even try to go talk to her? He's just staying away and trying to write a letter?
“Not great,” Buck said, picking up the stack of parchment and squeezing it back into his bucket, which was under the table. He gave Simone a quick scratch on the head then looked back up at Dorrea. “How was the shopping trip? I like this.” He gestured towards the cardigan.
Once again I have to wonder if Victane is in on this whole Simone thing. Seemed like a secret between Buck and his mom only.
Misene and Wailune lived on a terraced street near the tavern Buck had frequented most often in his time living here. In fact, many a night had ended with some combination of Buck, Misene and Rydone stumbling through the door and collapsing on the couches – sometimes Wailune too as Misene got to know him – so there was a rush of warmth for Buck as the door came into sight. The dark blue paint was somewhat chipped, but it always had been. Misene had talked about painting it, but he’d “not gotten around to it” for so long that painting it now would have been a desecration of tradition.
This is a great description here. And a nice bit of snuck in backstory.
“Hello,” Buck said, stepping forward to hug him. He’d seen Rydone and Fusane a bit this week, but Misene had been subsumed by the joint tasks of parenting and his work in a nearby bakery. In fact, he’d had to leave halfway through the welcome ceremony for a shift of work. This wasn’t altogether a loss for him given how uncomfortable that ceremony had been, but it meant Buck really hadn’t properly got to greet him yet.
I feel like this should've been mentioned at the end of the last chapter but okay.
Misene sat on a little foot stool that was currently stranded in the centre of the room, perhaps to free it from the couch and turn it into a seat in its own right.
Not sure what you mean here? Was the foot stool on the couch or was it a part of the couch?
“You know, I thought that,” Misene said. “It was like I could hear you even though you were miles away.” Misene’s eyes wandered off and looked out the window. The sun had set on Buck’s way here, so he was just staring into darkness. Buck glanced at Rydone, who smiled with one side of her mouth and shrugged. There was something vaguely comforting in Misene getting lost in a world of his own thoughts when he was thinking about something difficult – at least not too much had changed while he’d been away.
Nice little ending. Let's see where this chapter ends up.
And that's it for this one.
Overall: Nice little reunion for Buck. It's pretty realistic. Wonder why the sudden jump forward one week though?
As always take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
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