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 leadāespecially 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, sheād 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.
āHello, Gorgeous!ā
As she spun around, a huge smile
lit her spirit and probably, her face. She couldnāt 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. āRogue!ā
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. āI missed you.ā
āMissed you back. But maybe if
youād answered your phone or email once in a while, youād miss me less. Itās
been too long.ā
āIt has.ā He dropped into her chair
and put his feet on her desk. āI see housekeeping is slacking off around here.
Place looks like it took a direct hit from a bomb.ā
āLooking for something I canāt
find. How did you get here so fast?ā
āFast?ā He frowned. āItās almost
three in the afternoon. I spoke to you around five hours ago. Did you work
through lunch again?ā
āMust have.ā She drank in his
appearance, not even mad at him for putting his feet on her desk. āI canāt
believe youāre really here.ā
He pinched her gently. āYup. Not
only am I in your office, live and in person, I hasten to add, Iāve 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?ā
She laughed, gathering up her
papers from the floor. āYou still have it?ā
āApparently so.ā His droll tone and
sad expression made her laugh even harder.
āOh, no,ā she gasped between
giggles. āPlease, whatever you do, donāt tell my mother. Or my Billie the Elf
quilt might make an appearance.ā She scowled as his eyes glinted. āAnyway, I
have a shed load of work to do.ā
āLooks 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.ā
Flick raised an eyebrow. āAnd leave
the theatre whilst the matinee is in full swing? April would have my guts for
garters for merely thinking of that.ā
āMay I remind you that April isnāt
here? Youāre 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 donāt just mean
a doughnut from the bakers on the corner of the road.ā He grabbed her hand.
āCome on, this chaos will still be here when you get back.ā
She dragged her feet. āLet me grab
the phone on the off chance April returns my call. She hasnāt called in weeks
and tends to text instead. Eventually.ā
āPfffttttt!ā he snorted. āLet her eat static and leave messages on
answerphones. It wonāt kill you to go without your phone for five minutes.ā He
tugged her to the door, grabbing her coat on the way.
She eyed him. āIt might. And then
what would you do?ā
He smirked, giving the reply she
was expecting. āBuy self-raising flowers and throw the biggest, most expensive
party the world has ever seen.ā
āPlanning on inviting me, I hope?ā
He chuckled. āOnly if you come back
and haunt me.ā
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