Let It Snow: A fun winter warmer by Wendy Lewis

Author:Wendy Lewis [Lewis, Wendy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lume Books
Published: 2015-10-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

One of the things Karen had to do after she had moved in was to inform everyone that they could no longer contact her by post; the postman’s van couldn’t manage the rough track. In future everything would have to arrive by email. She arranged with the post office for actual mail to be delivered to her parents’ address. There was a lockable mail box for Coistrel Wood at the end of the track where it joined the main road, but it was hardly used now, although she did check it from time to time, sometimes finding a small pile of snail nibbled junk mail addressed to ‘The Occupier’ — in this case the snail — she thought. It gave a whole new meaning to the words ‘snail mail’.

On one of these visits she found a letter addressed to Don Palmer and, as she was on her way to Chichester to do some shopping and would be passing the garage where he worked, she decided to drop it in. He wasn’t there but they said he would be back later. She thought no more of this until he turned up late one afternoon. She didn’t hear him arrive as he had parked back along the track at the turning circle and the knock on the door as she was preparing dinner made her jump.

Trying to analyse why a knock could have made her so nervous, she opened the front door to find him on the doorstep.

‘Hello,’ he said. ‘It feels odd having to knock on this door to come in. I was passing and I just wanted to thank you for delivering my post.’

‘Come in. Would you like a cup of tea … or coffee?’

‘Tea would be nice,’ he said, following her into the kitchen. ‘Oh sorry, you’re in the middle of cooking.’

‘It’ll keep,’ she said as Eccles rushed to welcome him. Eccles was usually a good judge of human character.

‘Are you coping all right with everything?’ he asked. ‘I had a word with Pedro on the way in — he’s looking well. I see he now has a friend.’

She hurriedly explained about Sam in case he thought she had left him to get in that condition.

‘The hens look happy, too,’ he said.

‘They’re laying well. You must take some eggs back with you.’

‘Thank you. Any trouble from foxes?’

‘No. I lock the girls up well at night and I think probably Eccles’s presence deters any day-time foxes. I’m glad you didn’t clip their wings, they fly up into the rafters of the barn if they feel threatened.’

‘Is everything else okay? If you come across anything you need help with — repairs, fencing or anything, I could give you a hand. You only have to phone or email me.’ He gave her his email address.

She looked at the friendly, smiling face in front of her and relaxed as she placed a mug of tea on the table in front of him. ‘That’s a very kind offer. Help yourself to sugar.’

‘I do miss this place a bit,’ he said.

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