A Body in the Village Hall by Dee MacDonald

A Body in the Village Hall by Dee MacDonald

Author:Dee MacDonald [MacDonald, Dee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781838882051
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2020-06-28T22:00:00+00:00


Kate didn’t hear Angie return from her date as she’d gone to bed early. For no accountable reason she found herself wide awake at four o’clock. She listened to Angie’s snoring through the wall as sleep continued to elude her and finally, at six, she gave up and went downstairs to make a cup of tea.

Although she was curious to know how her sister had got on with Luke, she knew Angie would be unlikely to surface before mid-morning. Had he been persuaded to display and stock her canvases? Kate knew little about modern art and had never failed to be surprised at the prices some of these weird and wonderful abstract squiggles achieved. Perhaps she was underestimating Angie? Nevertheless, Kate couldn’t visualise any of them adorning the walls of the cottage and fortunately Angie had never suggested such a thing. I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it, Kate thought.

As she popped bread into the toaster she thought of Woody. Apart from her evening out at The Edge of the Moor with him, she hadn’t been out with any man in the last couple of years. Yes, Woody was extremely ‘fanciable’, as Angie put it and, best of all, he seemed to be as taken with her as she was with him. When this case was over and he was retired from the CID perhaps they could finally have a proper relationship? Of course he might only regard it as a platonic friendship – and it wasn’t as if she was looking for a partner, and certainly not a husband! Never again!

Angie appeared at half past ten, in her dressing gown, yawning. ‘I love Saturday mornings,’ she said as she filled up the kettle.

‘I can’t see why Saturday mornings are different from any other mornings for you,’ Kate remarked. ‘It’s not as if you have to go out to work.’

‘It’s psychological then, I expect,’ said Angie, ‘remembering how it used to be.’

Kate decided not to remind her that during her acting career Saturdays had been the busiest day of the week with a matinee as well as an evening performance.

‘How did you get on with Luke?’ she asked instead.

‘Good, very good,’ Angie replied. ‘He showed me all round The Gallery and he’s got some lovely artwork, plus fabulous pottery and jewellery. At the moment he’s only open weekends, but he’ll be open every day from Easter onwards. Which is only a week away, I see.’ She studied the calendar on the wall.

‘That’ll keep him busy then,’ Kate remarked. ‘So, what else did you do? Go for a meal?’

‘He lives in the flat above The Gallery, so we went up there because he’d made us a vegetable chilli, which was delicious.’

‘A vegetable chilli, eh? Is he––’

‘Yeah, he’s vegetarian,’ Angie interrupted. ‘Says you have to travel miles to find decent veggie food in a restaurant, so he doesn’t bother. And of course meat’s expensive and don’t forget he hardly earns any money all winter.’

‘And then what did you do?’

‘And then we went to The Gull for a nightcap or two.



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