Today, the sewing machine that Liam bought for Harriet arrived.
After finishing lunch, suddenly someone knocked on the door, and Harriet's sewing machine appeared in front of the house.
This was a simple treadling machine commonly used by novice seamstresses. Harriet chose it herself, and although she had never sewn before, Harriet had done a lot of research over the years.
As the sewing machine was placed on the edge of the living room, and as soon as Harriet sat down on the bench Liam had prepared for her, her heart began to pound with enthusiasm.
Liam pulled up another stool to sit next to the sewing machine, facing Harriet. And he saw the corners of Harriet's lips gently move upwards.
Harriet's long, slender fingers ran down the body of the sewing machine and felt the details care
