Forget-Me-Nots in September by Clare Revell

Author:Clare Revell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christian Fiction
ISBN: 9781611169898
Publisher: Pelican Book Group
Published: 2015-11-27T05:00:00+00:00

7

Bev knocked on the door, forget-me-nots in hand. It was five thirty in the morning and he’d promised Jude he’d drive her to work.

Jude opened the door. “Good morning.” Her smile lit the grey day.

“Hello. These are for you.”

She took the flowers and grinned. “Does your gran have any left in her garden?”

“Masses of them.” He took in a deep breath, the familiar aroma filling his nostrils. “Is that coffee I smell?”

She chuckled. “Creature of habit, aren’t you? Mug of coffee freshly made on the work top for you.” She locked the door behind him and followed him down the hallway.

“Did you call your friend when we got back?”

“Yeah. She said to write everything down, keep a diary so to speak. I’m not sure that will do any good.”

“It will be when they catch the bloke, trust me.” He picked up the mug and took a long swallow. He’d also reported being followed and the car in the car park the previous evening. “As the lads would say, ‘eee by gum ye make good coffee, girl.’” He watched Jude put the flowers in water. “I was talking to Gran about the house last night. She suggested it might be an idea to decorate and modernize this place.”

Her face fell. “Oh. Is…is she thinking of selling?”

Bev hesitated. Maybe he should tell her the truth behind her landlady or rather, landlord, but something held him back from doing so. “There are no plans to do so, no, but she suggested putting in a modern kitchen and bathroom and redecorate everything. I figured I’d go out today and buy paint and paper and organize the new cupboards and so on. I’m hoping to do most of the papering and painting while I’m on leave.”

“I can decorate,” she said quietly. “Dad taught me. Actually he’s a kitchen fitter so if you wanted…”

“You can help,” he told her. “And if you’ve got his number, I’ll give him a call.”

He took the card she offered and finished his coffee. “So I’ll come back here after I’ve dropped you off and measure up and so on. Ready to go?”

“Yeah.” Jude remained silent in the car and barely said goodbye as he dropped her off.

Bev went back to the house. He let himself in with the spare keys and spent a couple of hours measuring each room and working out how much paper he’d need. He also wanted to replace the carpets. He knew exactly what he wanted to do to the house, but he’d give Jude a say over the colors. There was no point painting something green if she hated green, and she did live here after all. It may be his house, but until he actually left the army, there was no point in him choosing the décor.

He locked up and headed back home. He hung up his jacket and went through to the kitchen to find Gran. As always, she was up to her elbows in flour, making cakes and bread.

“How did she take it?” Gran asked.

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