Oh yes, this was definitely Rosalynn's festival. Hidden behind several stacks of thick books, the librarian manned her stall with a warm grin. Books containing information on every flower you could imagine were for sale, as well as some stories pertaining to wildlife.

The woman sat with a cup of tea, sipping it gingerly before she noticed her friend up ahead. Waving slightly, she acknowledged him, not wanting to embarrass either of them by calling him out.