Moonglow Fancies with Rose Petit Fours by Laura Briggs

Author:Laura Briggs
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christmas romance, cornish romance, cornwall romance, cornish village series, cornish christmas
Publisher: Laura Briggs

Chapter Twelve

I made a shopping list note to buy candy for Halloween and replace Heath's mask, which had disappeared, leaving him with only the body of a penguin to wear, so he looked like a black bowling pin with arms.

"Did I leave my witch's cape in here?" Sylvia was hunting through the pile of coats, bags, and boots accumulated by our back door.

"I haven't seen it," I answered. "Did you leave it at Angela's house?" She and her friend had a costume fashion show the day before so they could see each other's outfits and assess their chances of winning the fancy dress prize at the hall's Halloween pantomime.

"I brought it back. Maybe I left it in the living room. Joel!" She shouted this last part at her brother, who was lying on the sofa, reading a book about the space station and watching a documentary on the history of music videos simultaneously. I debated switching off the telly, but decided to ignore it at present.

What was I forgetting? Oh, yes — materials for making dressing to go with the turkey. This year, I was planning to celebrate the Pilgrims' Thanksgiving in the traditional way, even if the English members of the family technically didn't have quite the same stake in the safe voyage of the nation's religious dissenters to the New World. But my kids were half-American — excepting Joel, of course — and also loved a good turkey drumstick, so I didn't think it could fail.

Kitty had cut bittersweet to decorate our business's main window, which featured a fake autumn wedding cake made of cardboard and satin fondant, decorated with simple white pearls and leaves that looked identical to the edible red and copper ones Kitty had created from fondant a few weeks ago for a 'welcome autumn' reception for the ladies' charitable committee at the vicarage.

I stopped off only for a moment, letting myself inside ahead of time by key to gather my things before meeting with Morgan. Paula wasn't here in her early fashion, as I had hoped — instead, a note was pinned to the counter. P called — switched meeting time with tutor. Won't be in until tomorrow — K.

Kitty must be in the back, arranging flowers for the church. "I'm off to Penzance," I called out. "Be back later — I'm working on mailing out those save the date invitations tonight. " I exited, leaving the 'closed' sign turned.

Morgan's kitchen was the typical scene of nonstop labor that I had come to expect when I arrived. I entered through the kitchen's service door, following the trail of safety rugs from there — the garden entrance was now entirely blocked as the wooden racks for the new wine display were being installed.

My client was piping citrus custard roses atop some ginger-pineapple mini bread puddings, the first time I had seen her in a chef's coat and cap. Her piping technique was quick and perfected, which is why she was instructing three members of kitchen staff, who were watching.

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