We Witch You A Merry Christmas - A Short Story by Abbott Adele

Author:Abbott, Adele [Abbott, Adele]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Implode Publishing Ltd
Published: 2015-12-08T16:00:00+00:00

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I spent ages deciding what to wear for my lunch date with Drake. In the end, I went for a turquoise dress which I’d bought over a year before, but never actually got around to wearing. I managed to dig my car out in no time thanks to a little help from the ‘power’ spell. Sometimes I loved being a witch.

Temperature was a small restaurant which was hugely popular with young professionals. What? I’m young. And I’m definitely professional. It was the one place I knew I could always get a table. Simon, the owner, always held a few tables back for VIPs. Not that I was a VIP, but my dad had helped him out big time when Simon’s original partner had been embezzling funds out of the business. Simon had told my dad he would always have a table for him, and he had extended that promise to me after my dad died.

When I arrived at the restaurant, Simon was standing just inside the door next to the young woman who was allocating tables.

“Hi, Simon.” I managed as I struggled out of my Eskimo coat.

“Jill. Nice to see you. It’s been a while.”

“I’ve been quite busy.” But mainly broke. “I have a table booked.”

“So I see. I was just talking to Tanya about your booking.”

Oh no. Don’t tell me they don’t have a table. “Is there a problem? My PA rang through the booking.”

“We have the booking.”

“So, what’s wrong?”

“We actually have two bookings for you.”

“That’s right. One for today and one for tomorrow.” I smiled. “I know it was a bit cheeky booking on two consecutive days.”

“Actually no.”

“No?”

“You have two bookings for today. But none for tomorrow.”

“Two?”

He nodded.

“For today?”

He nodded. “The two gentlemen arrived within a few minutes of each other. We weren’t sure what to do, so we put them on separate tables at opposite ends of the restaurant.”

How on earth had that happened? Mrs V must have been so stressed with her knitting project that she’d mixed up the days. Oh bum!

“Which one of them arrived first?”

“The gentleman seated over there—in the corner.”

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