The Apothecary
She worries about everyone who comes through the door. It is not nosiness. It is the only way she knows to keep people.
L'Apothicairerie Marvès stands on the street that climbs from the central market, and you smell it before you reach it: dried lavender, bitter root, beeswax, something green underneath. Bundles hang from every beam, and the shelves are a wall of labelled jars in Mme Solene's loop…
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