Seaside Summer Kitchen 3 - The Endless Beach by Jenny Colgan

Author:Jenny Colgan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3
ISBN: 9780751564839
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Fintan had made a meal, but Colton shook his head. ‘Neh,’ he said. ‘I’m not hungry. I think I want to stretch my legs, shake off my jet lag, rebalance my melatonin, you know?’

Fintan did not know, as he rarely went anywhere, but he nodded regardless. ‘Sure,’ he said.

‘Let’s walk one of those stray dogs you always have,’ said Colton.

‘They’re not strays!’ said Fintan. ‘They’re loyal working dogs! Who happen to have a lot of freedom.’

This was true. Bramble was in the habit of ambling down the high street to go and visit the Seaside Kitchen from time to time. Residents and visitors had got used to him marching down the street, and Hamish had trained him to pick up the paper and bring it back to the farmhouse, so everyone was happy with the arrangement – except for Bramble, who smelled all sorts of awesome things around Flora, but was never given any of them. All the cuddles he got en route kind of made up for it, but not entirely. However, he was a wise dog, and lived permanently in hope.

‘Whatever,’ said Colton. He was just so happy, so pleased to be back on the island again, and it made Fintan happy just to look at him.

‘So, apart from your miserable lawyer, how was New York?’

‘Shithole,’ said Colton. ‘Too hot and sticky and I hated it. Can’t breathe there. LA was even worse.’

‘I brought you something.’

‘Is it cheese?’

‘Colton!’ said Fintan. ‘Shut up!’

‘I love your cheese,’ said Colton. ‘I’m just saying.’

There was a silence as they headed automatically through the town to park up at the Endless.

‘So,’ said Colton.

‘It’s not cheese!’

‘Okay, so what is it?’

‘I forgot it,’ said Fintan sullenly.

Colton sniffed in the car. ‘Stop it.’

‘It’s just … it smells a bit like …’

‘This car always smells like cheese.’

‘Well, that’s true. You could still surprise me. Soft cheese? Blue? Hard?’

‘Shut up!’

‘Because I got something quite hard for you …’

They got out of the car, grinning, and sure enough, there was Bramble, trotting up the high street, the newspaper between his teeth.

‘Good timing,’ said Fintan, patting him and retrieving it.

‘He maybe smelled the new cheese,’ said Colton.

‘Shut up about cheese!’

They set out. It was evening, but the sky still looked like a studio set: a blue that faded to white, or rather, to a colour you couldn’t quite put your finger on, a little like Flora’s hair, something that faded into itself, that was hard to look at.

Near the harbourside, the beach was busy with brave toddlers paddling in the shallow freezing water, little crab-catchers with their nets and fishermen on the jetty. (There weren’t so many fish close in to shore; it was more of an excuse to get out of the house on a fine evening, and chat to their companions and share a nip or two in friendly silence than a genuine activity.)

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