The Woman and the Witch by Amanda Larkman

Author:Amanda Larkman [Larkman, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-02T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14: Angie

I couldn’t have asked for a better tonic than meeting the girls in town, wearing my new dress.

‘Fuck me, girl, you look stunning!’ said Vicky as she twirled me around, making my skirt flare out.

‘Oh my God Angie, you really do!’ said Karen. ‘I can’t believe it!’

‘It’s only a dress,’ I laughed, feeling a bit giddy.

‘Are we going in or not?’ Debbie interrupted, ‘I’m starving.’

‘Good point, Debs,’ I said with a smile.

‘Not that you don’t look lovely, Angie, butI'm starving.’

We went into the café chattering like parrots. It had only opened a few weeks ago but was packed full of locals. It was very posh for Witchford; what had been a rather drab tea room was now a funky coffee house with brightly coloured plastic chairs and piles of odd looking bread and muffins. The village was very excited by the new addition and there wasn’t a bacon buttie in sight.

Giggling like teenagers when Vicky flirted with the waiter, we ordered the fanciest coffees we could think of. I was delighted to see the girls, I’d been stuck in that house cleaning for too long, I thought.

‘You still going to Weight Watchers, Vik?’ you look like you’ve lost a ton of weight,’ I said.

She stood up and shook her bum at me. ‘two and a half stone, baby!’ We all cackled.

The food arrived and I pleaded for the latest gossip. It was a proper girly catch up, I hadn’t laughed so much in ages. The spectres of Andy and Kelly hung over the table but we ignored them.

‘So living up that old place suits you then?’ Debbie said.

‘Yeah, it does,’ I admit, ‘I love it up there, it’s such a beautiful house.’

Karen shuddered, ‘I think it’s well spooky. I’d go off me head stuck on my own up there with no company but an old woman.’

‘She's nice!’ I protested. ‘Well actually she isn’t, but she is interesting.’

‘What do you do up there?’ Vicky asked. ‘You can’t be cleaning all the time, I’d be bored stiff.’

‘She gives me books to read and we talk about them. And I’ve learned how to cook – proper food, bread, curries, all sorts.’

Vicky looks disgusted. ‘Reading? What about Love Island?’

‘Oooh did you see what Michael and Greg got up to last night?’ Debs said as she leaned across the table to pinch another breadstick.

‘I don’t have a telly,’ I said, and they all looked at me open-mouthed. ‘It’s nice, actually. She talks to me like I have a brain. Makes a change.’

‘You were the teachers’ pet at school,’ agreed Karen. ‘Your head was always in a book in year 7.’

‘Yeah, and then she realised boys existed,’ said Vicky with a lascivious wink. We all chuckled.

‘Hello ladies, fancy seeing you here!’

We all jumped and Vicky, Debbie and Karen exchanged meaningful glances. What was going on? I wondered.

I craned my neck. It was Gary from work. The bitches! I thought. Have they set me up?

One glance at their faces, tomato red with the effort of not laughing, told me the truth.

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