Twelfth Moon
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Elsie's a small town with a lot of heart. Isn't that how most small town romance stories begin?
But this isn't any love story. These five stories cross paths and connections, age, gender, sexuality, and different kinds of relationships. Stories like that of Harriet, the owner of Twelfth Moon perfumery and
Halli Starling
I've always been involved with books, and my love of the written word inspired me to get my MLIS and continue my book career outside of public libraries. When not writing, I co-host The Human Exception podcast, play D&D, and spend time in the beautiful outdoors of Michigan. I'm available for podcasts, interviews, panels, and book signings and enjoy talking to other authors and readers.
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Twelfth Moon - Halli Starling
Twelfth Moon
Halli Starling
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Copyright © 2021 by Halli Starling
No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law.
Contents
1.Twelfth Moon
2.Goats, Drive-Ins, and Boffers
3.Collision
4.Like A Memory Well Kept
5.To You, My Home, I Return
Acknowledgements
Also By Halli Starling
Twelfth Moon
(Harriet/Dela, F/F)
D o we have any more bee balm?
Harriet poked her head out of the office in the back of the store, peering at Nu’s frame silhouetted in the hall. An empty jar was in his hand, one of his many rings tapping against the glass. There should be more growing in the hothouse.
She squinted over the top of her glasses at him. Trying something different?
Nu gave an easy shrug, the movement causing his already off-shoulder sweater to droop more. Curious what a little bergamot might do with the lavender.
Fill that jar while you’re out there and I will pointedly ignore your kitchen witchery.
She jabbed a finger at him, unable to stop the smile on her face. But if I have to clean it up…
I know, Auntie.
Her nephew’s adorable smirk was firmly plastered on his cherubic face and she sighed inwardly. Little brat. Which wasn’t at all fair to think about the kid she’d taken in at fifteen and who had only ever been a damn delight.
But she still called him brat to make him laugh, even though he was twenty and in school and working in her shop.
Harriet was loath to return to the land of accounting spreadsheets but her money wouldn’t manage itself and it was nice to dust off the business degree every now and then. So when the shop bell rang and granted her a reprieve, Harriet was quick to snatch up her apron and tie it while bustling onto the shop’s main floor.
It had been quiet this last week, with the vacationers heading home early when an unseasonable fall frost settled in but she was grateful. Spring and summer were always incredibly busy. They’d often run out of popular items, thus causing arrogant, rich bastards to yell at her and her staff. And since abusing her staff was a one way ticket to getting banned from the store, Harriet had made quite a few fans among the townies of Elsie. The townies kept her business afloat starting in the fall and all through the holidays and winter. After five years, she was a certified townie herself and knew every name, every face.
But the woman with her back to Harriet while she pondered the rainbow hued glass vials in the locked cabinets was a stranger. Not totally odd, given Elsie was gorgeous in the fall and people driving through liked to stop by the diner, maybe meander down the street and wander into her shop or the Coffee Haus next door. The very first thing Harriet noticed was the rich brown of the woman’s shoulder-length hair. Brown was too plain a word to accurately describe the color and while Harriet inwardly cringed at comparing the color to chocolate, the romantic in her sighed a little. Her hair was lovely, slightly wavy and not weighed down by product.
And she was staring. Right. Shit. Be professional.
Welcome to The Twelfth Moon!
Harriet said as her footsteps echoed across the scrubbed wood plank floor. She avoided the large knot in one pine board near the main shop counter, like always. She and Knotty had a long standing truce after she’d somehow caught the toe of her boot in it the first time she’d set foot in the space, clattering to her hands and knees while Nu raced over to help her. So Harriet never stepped near Knotty, and she’d not tripped in the store since.
The woman turned, sending her dove gray coat swishing about her knees and Harriet almost gasped. Which was a stupidly dramatic inclination but when those dark green eyes hit her, something zipped down her spine. Harriet blinked rapidly a few times and then smiled like a loon. First time in?
The smile she got in return sent another zap down Harriet’s spine. It is,
the woman acknowledged. Her voice was clear and even, the kind of voice that could probably carry over a crowd easily. Your store is gorgeous.
The woman waved her hand at the delightfully cluttered shelves and cabinets full of vials, jars, candles, and crystals dotting the rose clapboard walls. I feel like a witch in an apothecary.
Harriet let a grin slip over her face. She’d heard the line before, of course, but coming from this woman right now, it made her heart flip. Is there something I can help with or should I pretend to straighten shelves while I watch what you look at and pick up?
And then charmingly enough, the woman snorted. No elegant laugh here, just unfiltered delight. My god you’re refreshing. I’d heard Harriet Silkman was a straight shooter but it’s nice to know the talk around town is correct for once.
She crossed to Harriet and put out a gloved hand. Delilah Atwater. I’m the new head of the nature conservancy.
Harriet took her hand, the buttery leather soft on her rough palms. This day was already going in an unexpected direction. Her shop had a handshake agreement with the conservancy concerning garden use and waste mitigation, so having that yanked away would be disappointing. I’d heard there was a leadership change. Nice to meet you, Delilah.
Delilah leaned forward with a conspiratorial wink. Dela’s good. Delilah’s a mouthful and I have no idea what my dads were thinking.
Harriet’s heart kicked up a notch. Another child of queer parents? Her thoughts snapped to her moms’ smiling faces; the deep crinkles by Mum’s eyes, the laugh lines around Uli’s mouth. It’s a pretty name,
she said softly, letting Dela’s hand go with care. To be fair, my moms never once shortened my name or gave me a nickname so I like that you took charge of yours.
A pretty flush crossed Dela’s full cheeks. They weren’t thrilled at first but eventually my dads accepted that Dela was my preference. They’re good like that.
They sound charming.
Harriet mentally shook herself and gestured to the store. Anything I can tempt you with? We have a few samples out now or I can dab some things onto tester cards.
Dela walked over to a shelf packed with whipped body butters and bottles of lotion, the various gem-hued glasses glinting in the afternoon sun. Harriet never packaged her stuff in the same containers. It had started as a way to save money when The Twelfth Moon was birthed in her farmhouse’s kitchen. Buying recycled containers, sterilizing them, and making her own labels had been a learning process but when online reviewers of her shop made all kinds of pleased comments about her environmentally friendly practices and enjoyed seeing what bottles they’d receive, she’d kept up the practice. Always glass, always professionally cleaned, and always lovingly packaged. Everything done by her hand or Nu’s or the teenagers from town who were looking for a first job.
Dela picked up a sample bottle and sniffed. Those dark green eyes immediately fluttered shut. I’d heard your scents were divine but this is incredible.
She gave Harriet a keen look, leaving Harriet to