A Love Letter From Clover Cove (Clover Cove 05) by Maggie Finn

Author:Maggie Finn [Finn, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781911297239
Publisher: Sunflower & Co
Published: 2020-04-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Garvey hadn’t planned on being back in the Big Town so soon, but it wasn’t as if he had much choice. He had a job to do, and this particular job couldn’t be done from the safety of his fields. Another collar too, he thought, feeling uncomfortable in his stiff shirt. He didn’t really need it this time, this wasn’t a formal meeting, but he still couldn’t wear his muddy boots and wearing a shirt and jacket felt more official. Like he meant business. He checked his reflection in the polished brass plaque at the side of the door reading ‘Kilmara Examiner’ then pushed through the revolving doors.

‘Hey there, Farmer G.’

Danny Brennan clasped his hands in both of his, meeting him with a grin. They’d played together as kids, Danny lived just behind the square. They were friends and neighbors; it felt good to have someone like that in your corner.

‘Good to see you up here in civilization,’ said Danny. ‘Come on through, have a look at the media nerve center.’

Garvey was nervous, but childishly excited to be in a real-life newsroom. It was exactly as he’d imagined, if a little smaller than Hollywood had led him to believe. The Kilmara Examiner was a small local paper, but it was the only one along that stretch of the coast, so it was important to the people who lived here and all the news they cared about passed through this room. It was filled with desks piled with paper, ringing phones, people rushing up and down carrying files. Nobody was actually shouting ‘hold the front page,’ but it did have some of the energy he’d seen in all those old Cary Grant and Robert Redford movies.

Danny led Garvey down a corridor into his office, which was more of a cubbyhole with glass walls. It was even more untidy than the rest of the news room, with books and newspapers stacked in teetering piles. Danny picked up an armful of magazines and dumped them on the floor, freeing up a chair opposite his desk. ‘As I’m editor-at-large now,’ said Danny, ‘I shouldn’t really have my own office any more, but no one could face cleaning it out.’

He swiped the detritus from his desk – a sandwich wrapper and some balled-up photocopies – into a waste bin, then sat forward, looking at Garvey intently.

‘Now then,’ he said, ‘What do we know?’

‘That’s the problem Dan,’ said Garvey, ‘We don’t actually know anything.’

It wasn’t quite true: the one thing he did know was that Orla had been right. Annoying though it was, she had been talking sense up there on the cliff path. Oh yes, straight after her pep talk, he’d been furious, his fists clenched, his blood thumping. How dare she make all those assumptions about him, how dare she suggest he was giving up? How dare she?

But he soon realized he was angry with himself, not her. Because Orla was right. Garvey had lost all his fight, he was just about ready to roll over, sign anything the bank or the lawyers put in front of him.

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