The Cosy Teashop in the Castle by Caroline Roberts

Author:Caroline Roberts [Roberts, Caroline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780008125394
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2016-01-24T13:00:00+00:00

16

Ellie

On the Monday morning, Wendy came into the teashop with her mother. Ellie served them a pot of tea and fresh strawberry scones with jam and cream, on the house. They managed to chat between Ellie serving other customers. Ellie mentioned she’d be back in to Kirkton on Wednesday to buy some fresh flowers again. The takings had been slightly better over the last week, and Ellie also wanted to broach an idea she’d been mulling over about the castle weddings, see if Wendy might be interested in helping out with the flowers – they’d need bouquets, posies for bridesmaids, decorating the hall, or the castle chapel – wherever the weddings would take place – table decorations, button holes, and who better to use than the local friendly florist. It was a gem of an idea, and if Wendy was keen, then Ellie would mention it to Joe. It could help secure the proposal for the castle becoming a wedding venue, and help to convince Lord Henry – they could provide the whole lot, the venue, catering, flowers.

She’d only seen Joe in passing since she had got back from her trip home, but he did come through for a take-away coffee on the Friday morning, which seemed a bit odd as Deana often took him one up to his office. Ellie had been busy with orders at the time, gave him a brief smile, but didn’t get a chance to chat. But then, she hadn’t seen sight nor sound of him since, other than a creaky floorboard above her of an evening.

Monday night, she stayed on a little later in the kitchens once the waitresses had gone and the castle had closed. She saw the blink of Deana’s light going off in the office across the way. She liked the peace, turned the radio on to Classic FM. It was usually set to Radio 1 throughout the day, but she had started tuning in of an evening and liked baking to something a little gentler (and sometimes more rousing, in fact), mixing to Chopin or beating to Bach. There was a knock on the swing door and Joe popped his head around, holding a white china jug before him hopefully.

‘Milk?’ she guessed. It was nice to see him again. He’d definitely been keeping a low profile, but perhaps he’d just been busy.

‘Please. Run out again, sorry.’

How could anyone resist that grin? ‘I suppose I might have a little spare.’ She filled his jug from the six-litre plastic bottle that she took from the fridge.

He looked a little awkward.

She carried on rolling out the cookie dough she’d been working on before he had come in.

‘Umn, well … I just wondered … would you like to come out for the day with me on Wednesday. Umn, maybe a walk on the beach, some lunch?’

She raised an eyebrow curiously, ‘Is this a date?’ She needed to know exactly what he was asking – there had been way too many confusing signals of late.

His face reddened.

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