Flora’s Lot by Katie Fforde

Author:Katie Fforde
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-11-09T03:52:25+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

‘Thank you so much for dinner,' said Charles on Monday morning.

He and Annabelle were getting out of their car. Flora had just parked the Land-Rover and waited when she saw them arrive. She felt strangely excited to see Charles again and put it down to their new, improved relationship.

‘Yes, it was wonderful! Imagine! All that lovely food for free!' said Annabelle.

‘Well, add a couple of pints of double cream and some parmesan,' said Flora. 'Any old weed tastes nice if you know what to do with it.' She smiled, hoping she hadn't sounded churlish.

‘The chocolate mousse was delicious,' said Charles.

Flora suddenly remembered him looking at the smears of chocolate on her and found herself blushing. She cleared her throat. 'Well, I'm really glad you both enjoyed yourselves.'

‘So did Jeremy,' said Annabelle. 'He seems very taken by your girlfriend. You must tell me all about her sometime.’

By now, the three of them had reached the back entrance to the office, so Flora was spared having to respond to Annabelle's request for information about Emma. It was Monday morning and she wanted to focus on the week ahead. She was feeling much more optimistic about everything now things were better between her and Charles. It would surely be easier to get Stanza and Stanza profitable now Charles realised she was on the same team. And she was rather hoping for some help with the roadshow.

‘Where's Louisa?' asked Annabelle as they all arrived in the office. 'I'm desperate for a coffee. Oh, of course, it's Monday!'

‘I'll make it,' said Flora. 'How do you like it?’

‘Black, two sugars.'

‘Charles?'

‘The same, please.’

She brought a tray of coffee through to Charles's office where Annabelle and he were ensconced.

‘Have you brought coffee for yourself ?' asked Charles. 'We need to discuss this roadshow on Wednesday'

‘Ah yes. So we do,' said Flora, thanking God he'd decided to get involved. 'I'll run and make myself a cup of tea.’

She was putting off the moment, she knew. By now someone, probably Charles, would have read the various advertisements she'd placed and found out what she'd done. Or at least, some of what she'd done. She hadn't paid for all her sins by the word - some of them would come to light later.

‘Right,' said Charles, when Flora had pulled up another chair to the desk. 'I've spoken to Geoffrey. He's on side. And I've got Bob Butler and another couple of retired auctioneers to come along.'

‘Darling, we won't need all those people,' said Annabelle. 'What on earth were you thinking of?'

‘I think it's good to have plenty of people there to help,' Charles went on smoothly. 'We don't want to keep people waiting too long.'

‘For goodness' sake! We'll be lucky if anyone comes at all. No way will there be enough people to form a queue.'

‘You never know,' said Flora brightly, realising that Charles had seen the advertisements but that Annabelle hadn't and he hadn't told her about them. It seemed to give them a sort of solidarity. 'Do you

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