dull but well-meant

He pulled two ceramic mugs from an oak rack and poured a flow of aromatic dark liquid as steam lifted up to warm his hand. He returned to the living room to find Angie absorbed in the pages he had given her. Realizing after a moment that she wasn’t going to notice him offering her the mug, he put it down on a cork circle on the table beside her. Angie shifted and sighed. Steven sat down in the green lounge chair and picked up the book his sister had sent him. He wondered how non-readers picked out the books they give. The back cover promised nothing. He smiled and tried to read the dull but well-meant gift.

Cain, David. Flowers of Malinov (p. 329). . Kindle Edition.

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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