Edith lay back and snuggled into the sofa, feet up on the coffee table in front of her.
She gazed smiling at a glowing image of a woodblock print displayed on her tablet, Tama River in Musashi Province by Hokusa. “If you’re fond of sand dunes and salty air…” Patti Page’s voice crooned, as Edith gazed at the beach in the picture.
A warm glow filled her as her eyes wandered up over at the teaspoon and lighter on the coffee table.
Yes, a cold night.
Good thing she had another hit in her handbag.