The Teapot

Hubert came home to find the kitchen empty. The door into the garden was open. She had gone up there and he could not follow her. There, on the dining room table, which they kept folded against the wall opposite the fireplace, she had left a tray. He looked over at the stove to see if by any chance she had left the teapot there. Hubert did not know where she had got her knowledge of flowers. Her work in the garden was wonderful.