Hasty Harry

Callie and Elias approached the stand and examined the array of pottery on display. Callie’s fingers trailed over the delicate edges of a vase, her touch as gentle as a whisper. ‘These pieces are so unique. Each one tells a story.’ Elias nodded in agreement. ‘Yeah, they have a certain charm to them.’ As Callie explored the different items, Elias’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out to see it was a text message. [Harriet Daniels]: Just finished a mission. Got promoted to lieutenant colonel. Have a holiday coming up. Will come look for you at Valour Ridge. Elias’s brows furrowed slightly as he read the message. He didn’t reply, instead tucking the phone back into his pocket. Callie returned to his side, carrying a small handmade pottery piece shaped like a bunny and another shaped like a wolf. She held them up for him to see, her eyes dancing with mischief. ‘Look, Elias! A bunny and a wolf. Don’t they remind you of us?’ Elias chuckled, his gaze moving from the pottery to Callie