The Normal to Abnormal: bookshop of Secrets

Chapter 2: Pragamal

Upon their return to the charming and delightful cottage, they were greeted by a picturesque edifice embellished with rich brown timber, pale purple concrete, ascending vines, rose bushes beneath the windows, and exquisite manorial architecture.

As soon as the individuals returned from the grocery store, they wasted no time in meticulously organizing their purchases in the kitchen. They were excited to join the neighbourhood kids outside and eagerly opened the door to head out and partake in the thrilling games. The group relished in the timeless amusements of Simon saying, It(tag), and What's the time Mr wolf? They laughed and played until the sun began to set, and Ophelia ventured back into the kitchen to perfect her special homemade Shepards pie. The savoury aroma wafted through the air as she carefully crafted the dish to excellence, taking her time to ensure that every ingredient was just right. Once dinner was fully prepared, the group was called in to indulge in the mouth-watering meal. They savoured every bite and enjoyed each other's company, but as the night wore on, it was difficult to bid farewell to the joyous evening. Eventually, Stella politely excused herself and made her way back inside, feeling grateful for the wonderful memories she had made with her friends.

Upon arriving, she assisted in setting the table. The aroma of a delicious pie filled the room as it emerged from the oven, its golden, crispy pastry covering the delectable filling. With each slice, the filling flowed out, releasing a heavenly scent. This particular recipe was Ophelia's secret, only to be shared with Stella. During dinner, Robert, Stella's grandfather, inquired, "What did you do in town today?"

Stella excitedly recounted her recent shopping trip and mentioned that she had purchased a book while Nanny was busy running errands at the post office. Intrigued by her purchase, Robert inquired about the title of the book in question.

"Pragamal," Stella confidently replied, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Robert cast a disapproving glance towards Ophelia, indicating his displeasure at Stella's choice in the book. "Stella, it's getting late. We need to prepare for bed. Let's hurry up," Ophelia gently reminded her, taking her plate to the kitchen. Despite the late hour of 8:00 pm, Stella remained wide awake, her mind racing with thoughts of the mysteries that the book held for both her and her grandmother.