The Love Trilogy: Room For Love / An A To Z Of Love / Summer Of Love. Sophie Pembroke

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       Chapter 13

      “I think it went well,” Nate said, doling out drinks from a tray in the Red Lion later. “The bed, in particular, was a big hit.” He raised his pint glass to Cyb and sat down.

      “My sister always said very good things about that bed,” Cyb mused, a faraway look in her eye.

      Nate decided he didn’t want to investigate that one any further. “How did things go in the dining room?”

      “I couldn’t hear much, but Carrie looked pleased.” Moira sipped at her gin and tonic. “And that Ruth girl was over the moon.” Apparently Gran was coming around on the subject of Ruth, which was just as well. “Even the boss woman looked pleasantly surprised.”

      “Mother looked less impressed, mind,” Stan added. Stan, Nate thought, wasn’t wholly on board with their plan. “Not sure she’ll go for it.”

      “Oh, but once she sees what Nate’s done with the terrace, she’ll be won over, I’m certain.” Cyb gave him a wide smile, and Nate wished he had her faith. The terrace looked nice, yes, but it wasn’t that impressive. Just a few purple and pink flowers and the advantage of views out across Snowdonia. The mountains were going to need to do a lot more work than he had, to be honest.

      “Did we manage to do anything with the Willow Room?” he asked. It was the one space giving him real concern. It wasn’t much of a room; Nancy had mostly used it for storage, or for hanging coats on nights of big events. But Carrie had needed somewhere to hold wedding ceremonies inside, in case it rained, so she had laid out rows of chairs and asked Nate to bung some flowers up the top.

      “Not much,” Stan admitted. “I put the bay trees with the ribbons you wanted at the top end, and Cyb tied a few ribbons on some chairs, but we were running out of time, to be honest.”

      Nate nodded. “Much simpler when Nancy held weddings.” Nancy had got the wedding licence for the inn for a local couple that wanted to get married down by the pond. The rules stated that most of the ceremony had to take place under cover, though, so they’d put up the stone pagoda, which had since only been used for storing garden junk. Nate was not looking forward to clearing that out.

      Until then, he was just lucky the licence covered the inside of the inn, too.

      “Except when it rained,” Moira pointed out. “Then we just got wet.”

      Nancy hadn’t had a ceremony room, of course. It was the pagoda or nothing.

      “Well, I guess we’ll just have to wait and see what they made of it.” Nate gave a resigned sigh.

      Cyb bit her bottom lip. “You don’t think she’ll be cross, do you?”

      “Cross?” Stan barked a laugh. “Whatever for? We helped her, didn’t we?”

      “Ye-es,” Moira said, drawing it out. “But some people don’t always appreciate that sort of thing.”

      “Well, I do,” Carrie said from the doorway. “So, thanks.” There was silence, until Carrie added, looking uncertain, “Um, Izzie told me where you were. I hope that’s okay...”

      The Seniors stared up at her, looking not unlike small children caught with their hands in the proverbial cookie jar. Nate realised he was doing the same and got to his feet.

      “They liked it?” He motioned Carrie towards an empty chair.

      “Ruth did. I think Aunt Selena still needs some convincing. Anna hated it, of course, but we expected that.” She reached for Nate’s pint, took a sip, then pulled a face and pushed it back. “Gin and tonic?” she asked, looking up at Nate.

      He nodded, and smiled at the barmaid clearing the next table, saying, “Could you?” He didn’t want to miss any of this.

      “But are they going to put up the money to get the place ready?” Stan asked. Nate was surprised to see him so interested, but, on the other hand, he’d done a lot of lugging of furniture over the past few days. He probably just wanted to be sure he hadn’t been wasting his time.

      Carrie took her gin and tonic from the barmaid with a grateful smile. “Some. Uncle Patrick has given me a deposit cheque to do enough to prove to them this is going to work. Hopefully enough for the immediate, expensive and urgent stuff. Then Ruth’s parents and her СКАЧАТЬ