Springtime At Cherry Tree Cottage - Plot & Excerpts
I’m physically exhausted from working from eight in the morning to six or seven at night, including Good Friday and most of Saturday. It turns out that Mel has let his business slide, postponing visits until the horses’ shoes are almost falling off, and he’s expecting me to get it back on track. I’m not complaining, though. I’m loving the challenge and the pretence of being my own boss. However, I’m already wondering how long I’ll be needed here. Mel was in hospital for five days. He came home with painkillers and a string of physio appointments, and determined to be walking without sticks within three weeks. It sounds selfish, but I’m hoping he doesn’t rush back too soon. I drag myself out of bed and peer out between the curtains. Rafa is waiting at the gate. I throw on some clothes and head downstairs. I’ve missed breakfast with the family. Louise is in the kitchen, closing the zip on a cool-bag. ‘Morning, Flick. We’re off to see friends today. They have a caravan at Talysands and we’re going to have an Easter egg hunt on the beach.’ She smiles.
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