“All of that shovelling yesterday and there must be a good six inches of new snow.” “We’re going to get more later, Rudley,” Margaret said. “The radio says so. They’re hoping to get some of the secondary roads cleared. We have people wanting to know if they should keep their dinner reservations. I don’t know what to tell them. I don’t know what to tell Gregoire.” “Let them eat cake,” he muttered. “Rudley” — Margaret hurried to the door, took the coat from him — “have your breakfast. The shovelling can wait. You know how you are before you have your coffee.” “I should at least clear the paths for the guests coming up for breakfast.” “Lloyd’s already done most of that.” She hung up his coat and led him away. “Come, come,” she urged as he strained toward the desk. She steered him into the dining room and plunked him down at a table near the kitchen.
What do You think about Many Unpleasant Returns (2014)?
