A few weeks had passed since December's visit to her local Orphanage. She likes to pretend that it doesn't bother her that she hasn't heard a word. Nothing. No matter. Deci couldn't imagine not being good enough. She wasn't sure she wanted a kid anyway...She was fooling herself, of course, trying to let herself down easily. It had to be something else. Maybe, hopefully? She tried to deny it, but the weight made her heart heavy. For the first time in the Grimm's life, she seemed to be bumbling about her daily adventures, her mind elsewhere.
She was in such a state today, as she walked alone down the main street of the market district. Window shopping, she told herself, although, she already had two bags handing by her elbow. Useless things. Things she didn't need.
She had passed by the shop many times this morning, just under the sign that read "Mainstreet Imbuing." This time she stopped and stared at the window display, glittering stones just waiting to be touched. Her heart ached, it pulled her toward the store. And in she went.
'Just a quick look,' She thought to herself, but already the assistant was approaching and papers were being signed.
This just may have been Deci's more important impulse decisions she's ever made.
