A Gaggle of Ghastly Grandmamas: Wonky Inn Book 9 by Jeannie Wycherley

Author:Jeannie Wycherley [Wycherley, Jeannie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bark at the Moon Books
Published: 2020-04-28T16:00:00+00:00

“It’s a Spellbinder model.” I doodled on the pad of A4 I had in front of me with my green felt tip, the phone clamped to my left ear. All of my normal-coloured biro pens had gone walkies. I blamed Charity for that. She often used my desk when she needed to email guests about reservations or update our database and mailing list, then she’d sashay off with all my precious pens. All she’d left me with today were a blunt pencil, an ancient fountain pen that had probably belonged to my father when he was a kid—and which had long ago run out of ink anyway—and this felt tip.

“That’s right,” I repeated. “The company was called Virtuoso.”

Ting.

The elevator zoomed past me. I tried to cover my right ear with my right hand and only succeeded in stabbing myself with the green felt tip, tattooing myself just below the eye.

I listened to the woman on the other end of the phone while colouring in the petals of a flower. “You’ve never heard of it? Oh … Yes … No, I appreciate that it was installed a very long time ago …”

I cricked my neck. This was my eleventh phone call in succession. If I didn’t get a biscuit and a cup of tea soon I’d pass out from low sugar levels. “Absolutely,” I said. “Thanks so much for your time. Bye now. Bye.”

I replaced the receiver and swung back in the chair, glaring at the elevator as it whined on its way back to the floor above me. Fortunately, the sheer number of witches alighting on the wrong floor had abated, but even so, the interruptions were frequent and distracting.

I had another two central heating engineers on my list, but to be honest I didn’t hold out much hope. Nobody had heard of a make of boiler going by the name of Spellbinder, or the Virtuoso company that had created it in the first place.

Zephaniah turned up, hovering in the doorway. “Here’s another one, Miss Alf. Where would you like it?”

He wafted a cage closer to me so that I could examine it. This one must have been a hamster or a mouse or something. All I could see was a huge fluffy bed and a wheel. I felt rather like a hamster on a wheel myself, so I would have appreciated burrowing into a big squidgy bed and hiding away from the eyes of the world.

“Hoooo,” Mr Hoo, perched on the back of my chair, announced behind me.

“Her name’s Portia, is it?” I asked him. For some reason, he felt it important to fill me in on every single animal that was brought into the office, and yes, you’ve guessed it, there were an awful lot of them. Elise had requested they be moved and of course, I needed to accommodate them somehow. I didn’t have any available space except the large cold rooms behind the kitchen, which simply wouldn’t do, or my office.

And so here they were.

Ned, Archibald

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