—from Rosie’s ‘Little Book of Ice Cream’ ‘You shouldn’t be telling me that,’ Alexander said, telling himself that he didn’t give a hoot who or what she was. Or her business. And as for Nancy, he’d paid her off... Just like your father... The words dropped into his head like lead weight, but what else could he do? He’d made sure she had enough money to tide her over until she found another job. And if she didn’t...? ‘Why?’ Sorrel demanded, reclaiming his attention. She was clearly perplexed by his attitude. ‘Do you think you’re going to be trampled in the crush to buy an ice-cream parlour?’ ‘No. But then I’m not interested in selling.’ ‘What about Ria? What will she do if this place closes? You’re the one who suggested I offer her a job.’ ‘I also told you she wouldn’t take it.’ ‘Why not? I’d take care of the paperwork leaving her to concentrate on the ice cream.
