wistful

That’s just it, Lou. It is an experience. 

But how does it fare with your old school?

Molly. 

We shall see where the night takes us.

Well, I think. It’s definitely been a change, but I’m pleased with the transfer. And you?

Well, it’s… that’s not important.

Ah.

I’m so excited! I didn’t ruin too much yarn when I was practicing either!

How much yarn do you usually go through?

It’s all within your control.

And perhaps another glass after this one.

{Della pulled out a pair of half knit socks from her bag, flicking her wand at them only to watch the threads tighten up and get closer together, making the finished parts of the garment look much neater.}

Della. This is just lovely. 

That being said, you ought to follow through with what you believe to be the best course of action. You know what that is. You’ve got a window of time in which to do it.

That at least makes one of us. 

I finally figured out how to knit words into sweaters! And how to use magic to fix my awful knitting!

Oh! Let me see. 

It’s because I’m so happy! Get it?

That’s bloody brilliant. 

There’s your obstacle, then.

Sigh.

Which frightens you more, not trying or not succeeding?

Failure. 

I am unsure. Yet I can’t shake the feeling that if I don’t let my inhibitions go, I’ll thoroughly regret it. 

I have loads, I could definitely spare a few if you’d like to give them a whirl?

I would appreciate that.