25. Special Delivery

With a deep breath, Edith left the workshop, her footsteps resonating through the house. Approaching the front door, she felt a twinge of unease, the doorbell’s chime still echoing in her mind alongside the secrets of the workshop. She braced for a neighbor or an acquaintance but found there was no one there, only a package sitting on the front porch. This interruption couldn’t quell her curiosity, which drew her back to the workshop’s enigma. Descending the stairs with renewed resolve, the workshop appeared to await her eagerly, as if the secrets it held were whispering for attention. Her gaze swept across the room, over workbenches and shelves, each a testament to Henry’s work, inviting her deeper into the mystery.