But they didn’t — not even Amy, whom Jelena had considered something of a kindred spirit. So she was pleased that morning when Viktor came into the kitchen after breakfast, his guilty glance at Bertha intimating that she had scolded him for abandoning Jelena. Jelena didn’t mind Bertha’s interference if it meant she wouldn’t have to feel so alone. She wiped her hands on a dishcloth that she’d resisted embroidering with dragons and squeezed Viktor’s hand. “It is so good to see you, my friend,” she said. He smiled, flushing slightly and mumbled something she couldn’t quite hear. “Would you like a cup of tea? I can take a few minutes to talk with you.” Viktor gave an agonized glance in the direction of Bertha’s back and said, “Would you come for a walk with me? I’m headed down to the river to find some reeds.” Jelena knew that he used special reeds that grew along the banks of the river to shape into the mouthpieces he used on his flute.
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