Esme slipped backwards with quite, very precise steps, in the hallway. A flow of ease to knowing the area of her house. The spaces it held intimately in having chosen or changed them herself.
"Carlisle needs new shirts and I was thinking of looking to see what had come in for fall, myself." The touch of a secretive smile curved her lips, as she made a smooth gesture toward the door and started walking.
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Date: 2009-08-23 03:34 pm (UTC)"Carlisle needs new shirts and I was thinking of looking to see what had come in for fall, myself." The touch of a secretive smile curved her lips, as she made a smooth gesture toward the door and started walking.