The Tragic Tale of Teddy Woven

Chapter 2

I let my hands curl around the small creature and brought it over to the man next to me. He was able to lift Luna with one hand, allowing him to settle Luna on his lap with only her head peaking over the edge of the table. “Wash your hands,” he reminded me once he spotted me reaching over for my muffin. “Please.”

I pushed back my chair and turned on the tap. The water was icy cold against my fingers, and when I splashed it over my hand, I let my gaze fixate over the garden that was just starting to bloom with spring. The soap was poured on my hands, and once enough soap suds were spread all over, I knew it was time to rinse it off.

“Sela?” called out Teddy behind me. “Is this your full-time job?”

“Yes, it is.”

“For how long?”

“About a year and a half.”

The tap was just being turned off when I overheard: “Do you enjoy it?”

“I wouldn’t be here, if I didn’t.” I felt that statement was somewhat rude and looked over my shoulder to see his head bent downwards with pure fixation on his cat. “I never meant to be rude. Sorry, it was sarcasm.”

His voice was unbearably low as he uttered: “Sarcasm.”

“I’m sorry.”

His response was delayed, but eventually he spoke out: “It is forgotten.”

I let the dish towel dry my hands quickly, so I could return to my seat. Teddy never lifted his gaze from his beloved cat. I took a seat nervously and then reached forward to have my first bite of the muffin.

“Would you like it heated in future?”

“Yes, that would be nice.”

“I am not used to having guests,” he stated in an exacting tone of voice. “I like my house to be quiet.”

I chewed down on the muffin softly, hoping I wouldn’t do anything else to disturb him.

“I enjoy peace and quiet,” he continued. “I can’t bear the scraping of chairs, the prattling of people.” He lifted the chin of Luna, so he could see her light blue eyes. “Cats are quiet creatures, except when they meow.”

chuckle since I

have…” He tilted his head to the right. “Frazzled

“Frazzled?”

out. “Any little thing can

was having trouble understanding what Teddy was

“Don’t worry. I will make

“Excitable?”

am sensitive to sounds,”

piano doesn’t bother

the right tune it can soothe my nerves,” he rapped out carelessly. “How are you finding the coffee?” I nodded my head since my mouth was stuffed with food. “Enjoying

“Yes.”

me think it was the exact opposite sound that would agree with Teddy. He closed his eyes with half annoyance, and only appeared at ease once the reign of terror ended. His cat leapt off his lap, shooting down the kitchen to sprint down the hallway. I felt goosebumps rise at the back of my arms, but when I looked over my shoulder all I could see

goes down to the cellars,” Teddy explained.

turned my gaze to the homeowner, having a sense of eeriness since I felt he was lying to me. My hand trembled as I reached for the cup, noticing how the

something strange about this man, but I could not put my finger

which means Daphne would be here by now. I will give you the

“After my shift?”

of it. “The key is near the front door, I will get it now. Once

“Yes, of course.”

you know how to contact

“Absolutely.”

placed gently on the kitchen sink, soft enough to not make a sound. Slippers lightly trod over the wooden floor, and soon enough he was gone from my view. I took to eating my food quicker, finding Teddy’s presence a little too much for me. He was an odd man, and for some reason I no longer felt safe alone with him. Daphne had worked for him for years and she had experienced no harm or

continued, going ever so slowly like a person that was elderly and too weak to make

past the kitchen doorway to make his way to the top set of stairs. There was hush muttering on his end, growing sharper as the moments passed by. “Yes,” was the only thing I heard,

there?” His face was passive, unwilling to show any sign of emotion.

“No.”

I looked down at the remains of my muffin and wondered if it

over his shoulder as if he feared someone would come, and then took a large step forward to enter the kitchen. “Leave the rest,” he demanded. “It

the plate, feeling a sense of defeat. “I

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