Rosie’s Travelling Tea Shop: An absolutely perfect laugh out loud romantic comedy. Rebecca Raisin

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СКАЧАТЬ Aria’s face shines with excitement. ‘Let’s make a list of what you need and get started, then I can order in the correlating books. You marketing whiz, you!’

      We head back to Poppy, brimming with ideas. ‘What about packaging, branding? Or do I keep it simple, rustic, handwritten labels with tea in environmentally friendly bags?’

      ‘Always keep it simple, Rosie.’

      We spend the afternoon brainstorming ideas and just what we want the tea to conjure, with the perfect book as an accompaniment.

      Later that evening there’s an email from Oliver and I ask Aria if she had a moderator from the Van Lifers forum keep tabs on her when she first started out. I’ve had a number of emails from Oliver, usually at the tail end of the day, checking how I’m going, just shooting the breeze as it were.

      She raises a brow. ‘Not a one. Zilch, zip, zero. So what does that lead you to believe?’

      ‘He’s bored.’

      She cocks her head and gives me a strange look I can’t decipher.

      ‘What?’ I ask.

      With a harrumph she says, ‘There’s more chance that Oliver is a little taken with our Rosie, than wanting to remind you to check the pressure in your tyres or whatever excuse he used this time …’

      I blush to the roots of my hair and interject, ‘I hardly think it’s that, Aria! And I’m more worried there’s something wrong with him, maybe he’s—’

      ‘—maybe he likes you and is trying to get to know you by pretending to be interested in every squeak and whine of Poppy’s. Why do you constantly sell yourself short like that, Rosie? You do it all the time.’

      ‘It’s not that at all.’

      Her glossy mane shimmies as she shakes her head. ‘You do, you dream up these crazy scenarios, axe murderers, robbers, prisoners on the run, instead of admitting the guy probably has a crush on you. Or else he’s a lonely nomad just like the rest of us.’

      I give her an awkward smile. ‘So you don’t think he’s an axe murderer?’

      With a sigh, she lobs a cushion at me. ‘No but I might be if you keep that up.’

      ‘Eeep! But seriously Oliver is just a name on a screen as I am to him as well. Surely you can’t have even a twinge of a feeling for someone through a few emails?’

      ‘You’re doing it again, you’re overthinking.’ She grins at me.

      ‘Well, Miss Know It All,’ I say, ‘I find it hard to grasp the notion of falling for someone in cyberspace, that’s all. It seems desperate, or silly, or just not safe.’

      ‘Not safe? In this day and age it’s how everyone meets! You can’t knock it until you’ve tried it.’

      I cluck my tongue.

      ‘I went out with a guy I met online and he wasn’t a knife-wielding maniac, far from it.’

      ‘So what happened?’

      She scrunches up her nose. ‘The poor man could not kiss to save his life. I mean, not at all!’

      ‘What do you mean? He had lips, didn’t he? How can someone not kiss at all?’

      ‘He had lovely lips, and a big sultry smile, but he was a messy kisser, urgh. I felt like I was being swallowed up whole. And it quite put me off.’

      ‘So you broke up with him?’

      She nods. ‘Online.’

      ‘You broke up with him by email?’

      ‘Facebook message.’

      My jaw drops open. ‘Mean!’

      She laughs. ‘I know, but I couldn’t face him. Anyway, that was a million years ago. I’ve matured since then.’ She dons a serious look.

      ‘Yeah, right.’

      ‘What about you, Rosie? Do you have any dating horror stories?’

      I think back to boyfriends past, and cringe at the memory of being young and in love wearing blinkers. ‘Well, I did once date this guy in secondary school only to find out that he had the worst breath ever. I’d take a messy kiss any day over that.’

      ‘No!’ She covers her mouth and laughs. ‘So what did you do?’

      ‘I shook his hand.’

      A frown appears between her perfectly-groomed eyebrows. ‘What?’

      In retrospect, it does seem hilarious. ‘I took to shaking his hand, instead of kissing him, and I kept our relationship strictly platonic.’

      She lets out a howl of laughter. ‘Oh, Rosie, you are the limit. And then what happened?’

      ‘We broke up, not surprisingly and then he spent the rest of school going from one girl to another, until one day he came to school sucking mints and he was never without one again. Someone, I don’t know who, must’ve given him the bad news.’

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