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In the Bleak Midwinter by Clare Revell

 


In The Bleak Midwinter

Blurb:

The Adelphi Theatre has been the centre of drama in Headley Cross for one hundred years. Interim manager, Flick Anderson, does her best to juggle running the theatre and directing her first play, Home Is Where The Heart Is. Flick is overjoyed when her best friend and ex-boyfriend, Will Reid, takes on the main male lead—especially as she wrote the role for him.

BAFTA winning actor Will Reid prefers stage work to anything else. When the job he should have been doing over Christmas is unexpectedly cancelled, he leaps at the chance of working with Flick. Could this be a new beginning for the two of them?

But life is never that simple. Just as Flick begins to thaw, a spanner is thrown into the works that could wreck things forever.

 

Extract:

Flick sighed. Maybe somewhere in the desk was a list of who to call to fix this kind of mess. She headed back to the office with no idea where to look. Twenty minutes later, she’d turned the office into a bombsite, completely upending every file she could find. Nothing.

Seriously considering just calling the first builder in the phone book, Flick reached for the phone.

“Hello, Gorgeous!”

As she spun around, a huge smile lit her spirit and probably, her face. She couldn’t see it, but she felt it. They might no longer be an item, but her love for Will had never dimmed. Something about seeing him made the darkest of days instantly brighter. “Rogue!”

Will dashed across the room and swung her into his arms. He whirled her around three times before setting her back on her feet. He kissed her cheek in his usual fashion. “I missed you.”

“Missed you back. But maybe if you’d answered your phone or email once in a while, you’d miss me less. It’s been too long.”

“It has.” He dropped into her chair and put his feet on her desk. “I see housekeeping is slacking off around here. Place looks like it took a direct hit from a bomb.”

“Looking for something I can’t find. How did you get here so fast?”

“Fast?” He frowned. “It’s almost three in the afternoon. I spoke to you around five hours ago. Did you work through lunch again?”

“Must have.” She drank in his appearance, not even mad at him for putting his feet on her desk. “I can’t believe you’re really here.”

He pinched her gently. “Yup. Not only am I in your office, live and in person, I hasten to add, I’ve been home, dropped off the dog, and seen my parents. Who incidentally, decided that if I wanted my old room, then I wanted my old duvet set as well. You know, the one with the train?”

She laughed, gathering up her papers from the floor. “You still have it?”

“Apparently so.” His droll tone and sad expression made her laugh even harder.

“Oh, no,” she gasped between giggles. “Please, whatever you do, don’t tell my mother. Or my Billie the Elf quilt might make an appearance.” She scowled as his eyes glinted. “Anyway, I have a shed load of work to do.”

“Looks like it. Let me help you tidy up, whilst you carry on looking for whatever it was you needed. Or we can blow off this disaster and go for coffee.”

Flick raised an eyebrow. “And leave the theatre whilst the matinee is in full swing? April would have my guts for garters for merely thinking of that.”

“May I remind you that April isn’t here? You’re the boss. And I say you need a break because you are no good to anyone if you pass out due to lack of a nutritious meal. And I don’t just mean a doughnut from the bakers on the corner of the road.” He grabbed her hand. “Come on, this chaos will still be here when you get back.”

She dragged her feet. “Let me grab the phone on the off chance April returns my call. She hasn’t called in weeks and tends to text instead. Eventually.”

Pfffttttt!” he snorted. “Let her eat static and leave messages on answerphones. It won’t kill you to go without your phone for five minutes.” He tugged her to the door, grabbing her coat on the way.

She eyed him. “It might. And then what would you do?”

He smirked, giving the reply she was expecting. “Buy self-raising flowers and throw the biggest, most expensive party the world has ever seen.”

“Planning on inviting me, I hope?”

He chuckled. “Only if you come back and haunt me.”


https://www.amazon.co.uk/Bleak-Midwinter-Christmas-Holiday-Extravaganza-ebook/dp/B09J1NYWBW

https://www.amazon.com/Bleak-Midwinter-Christmas-Holiday-Extravaganza-ebook/dp/B09J1NYWBW


Comments

Carol James said…
I really enjoyed this sweet story about second chances. But when Will repeated the same mistake that drove he and Flick apart the first time, I thought he had completely lost not only his chance with her, but her as well. Well done, Clare.

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