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a short while. She saw her friend from the hall window and headed outside.

      “Megan! Look at how beautifully the roses have grown, they are even more beautiful this year than the last,” her friend admired, gazing at her own garden.

      “Glenn, everything you plant grows beautifully! You have green fingers.”

      “Thank you. I really enjoy the process when you plant a seed and watch it grow stronger day by day. Eventually, it turns into a work of art,” Glenn said passionately.

      Megan shrugged, as she couldn’t quite appreciate the full joy of watching a seed or root sprout. She had never planted anything in her life.

      “I just spoke to my mother. I’m going to Edinburgh on Saturday, and she’s coming there with her husband for a few days. I’ll be with them for five days then I’ll come back.”

      “I’m glad you’ll see your mom! She wouldn’t like to come to Castle Mal, would she? That would be great!”

      “No, she doesn’t like this place at all.”

      “Pity, I don’t know how it’s possible not to love it. I’ve grown so attached to you, Megan, that I find it hard to imagine you being away for five days,” Glenn said, hugging her friend.

      “But sooner or later the day will come when I’ll have to return to London and resume my usual life,” Megan said with a sad smile.

      “I'm not even ready to think about that yet. I’ll be visiting you often then,” laughed Glenn.

      “Come over, you're always welcome.”

      “Let’s cut these roses and take them to Malcolm’s crypt.”

      “Right now?” Megan asked, startled.

      “Why not?”

      “I'm scared to go there without male accompaniment. Warren has escorted me a couple of times, but even with him, I was frightened. And you're suggesting we go there, just the two of us?”

      “Let's call Gregor.”

      “He left for the distillery an hour ago.”

      “Did he? I didn't even notice he was gone.”

      “The main quality of Gregor is his inconspicuousness. He never seems to be around even when he is, making him always seem absent,” Megan laughed.

      Glenn also laughed and said, “You're absolutely right. Oh, look, Warren is coming, he's early today.”

      Warren didn't come alone; he was with his friend.

      Craig greeted both women with a friendly kiss in turn, “Hello there, happy to see you both!”

      Since their introduction, he had invited Megan to the movies and dinner twice. And twice she had declined. She felt very awkward around him. She knew about his clear interest in her, but she didn't want to conflict with Derek, or give Craig false hope.

      “Hi, Craig. What an unexpected but pleasant surprise,” Megan sincerely said.

      “I ran into him in Thurso and suggested he join us for dinner,” Warren joined the conversation.

      “Good thinking. Megan and I have been quite bored these last few days. You're always at work, and we have no one else to talk to. Just each other, day in, day out,” Glenn jokingly told her husband.

      “I'm always ready to keep you company. We can get together again and go somewhere, like the last time we went to the islands,” Craig suggested.

      “I'm leaving for Edinburgh on Saturday for a few days. My mom is coming and I'm going to meet her.”

      “You'll come back here afterward, right?” Craig asked hopefully.

      “Yes, I'll come back. I've decided to spend some more time here.”

      “We won't let her go to London for long,” Warren cheerfully said. “We've become so close living under the same roof that it's hard to imagine what Glenn and I will do without her.”

      “Let's go inside; I'll hurry the cook with dinner and we can start earlier today,” Megan suggested.

      “Sure. We can start with a glass of whiskey by the fireplace,” Warren proposed.

      “Let's do that,” Glenn agreed.

      While Megan went to the kitchen, they settled in the living room. Glenn and Warren in armchairs, and Craig on the sofa. Megan returned and sat next to him.

      “Craig, how are you? How’s work? It’s been a while since I’ve seen you,” Megan asked with interest.

      “Nothing new. Work's the same as always. Everything's fine with the family, thank God! I've just been a bit bored with the monotony of life. But tell me, what do you do here all day?”

      “In the morning, I'm almost always on the phone with London. Solving various issues; basically working. Then Glenn and I chat, and afterwards, I go to the library to read. It's pretty much the same routine every day. It's the first time my life has been like this. But I'm not complaining. The main thing is that there's something to do,” she said with a smile.

      “A day packed with activity,” Craig chuckled.

      “Indeed! I'm really looking forward to this trip to Edinburgh; It’ll give me a chance to unwind completely.”

      “I've been to Edinburgh a few times. It's a very beautiful city. You’d want to return again and again.”

      “That's true, it's so unique, amazing, I would say. My grandfather and I met there a few times when I was a teenager. Mom would see me off to the train in London, and Grandpa would pick me up at the railway station in Edinburgh. I feel like you can never get tired of that city.”

      “I think everyone would agree with that,” said Craig.

      “By the way, Megan, I saw Duncan today,” Warren joined the conversation. “He sends his regards and asked when you will finally come to visit them. He and Grandfather would be delighted to see you. I suggest we organize a family dinner at their place as soon as you return from your trip.”

      Megan was pleased that her relationship with the family had developed in such a warm way. Over these months, she has grown fond of Alaric, who reminded her of her grandfather, and the lively Duncan, with whom it was always fun. Therefore, she responded very positively to her cousin's suggestion, “That's a great idea! Send them my warm regards.”

      Warren smiled, “I also told my brother not to worry about your infrequent visits, and explained that as soon as you finish reading the entire Castle Mal library, you'll move to the Castle Raven library. Given the rate at which you devour books, I think that's about to happen. How many have you read during this time? Two hundred?”

      “No, about twenty-five, I think,” Megan laughed.

      “That's some speed! I don't read half that in a year,” Craig was amazed.

      “Of course, Craig, you work all day. You're not going to read in the office in front of your colleagues. And I'm on vacation, so I have time,” she said with a smile.

      “By the way, I also have a large library at home. Once you're done with these two, you can move to mine,” Craig offered cheerfully.

      “Thank you. I think that might happen in a couple of decades. If I stay here until retirement and do nothing else, I could manage two libraries, reading twelve hours a day,” Megan reasoned with laughter.

      “I'd be happy if you stayed here for a couple more decades. By the way, how's your interaction with the birds going? Still as successful? Warren mentioned that one of the ravens has become your companion and follows you everywhere.”

      “Yes, it's true! At first, I was afraid of it, but then I got used to it. I feed it occasionally, so it looks for me everywhere. If I'm in the study, it sits by the window; if I'm in the bedroom, it's by another window. Well, not always, of course. But it definitely spends a couple of hours a day around me. It's quite funny,” Megan said, surprising herself that she had become friends with a bird.

      “It’s

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