‘Martha,’ Jeb frowned, glancing down at the blueprints his wife had just dropped in his lap. ‘Martha, what are these?’ ‘Blueprints,’ she said quickly. ‘Cup of tea?’ ‘Ooh, yes, that would be nice—wait a minute!’ Jeb said sharply. ‘Blueprints for what?’ Martha sighed and slowly backed out of the kitchen, head held low. ‘The new …
‘Dammit, Fred,’ Minerva scowled at him as she wandered the house, checking every room. Where could he be? ‘In here, Minerva,’ came a call from down the hallway, and she opened the door to the guest bedroom. She frowned — it was empty. ‘Just in here,’ she heard her husband say, closer this …
There’s never a dull moment here at Cafe Mint. If it’s not Benny Brewster spilling his coffee all over the floor in a bout of over-enthusiastic gossiping, it’s Candice Merriman’s labrador sneaking several cream buns out of the display cabinet. Then, of course, there’s the Brewster twins, who leave a trail of chaos wherever they …
I rue the day I let Diane set up that suggestion box. It’s not that I don’t care what our customers think; it’s just that… okay, fine. I don’t care what our customers think, beyond liking our coffee and cakes enough to keep coming back for more. Now we have to sit down and go …
I’m sick of going to the laundromat every week to do my washing. It’s about three blocks away and I don’t have a car, so I carry my tubs of laundry there and then carry the heavier load home when it’s all done. I’ve honestly started growing muscles, which at the start was quite a …