Christmas At The Café. Rebecca Raisin

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      Alyssa continues, “She took out a bundle of cash. We can’t think of where she’d spend so much money in Ashford. But she wouldn’t tell. She closed her account and everything.”

      Grabbing my bank card, I race for the exit.

      Alyssa yells out behind me, “You OK, Lil? What’d I say?”

      I lift an arm to wave and head out to the street back to the Gingerbread Café.

      Out of breath, I spill inside the café. CeeCee is alone, mixing something over the stove. She turns when she hears my clumsy footsteps.

      “Lil, you beetroot red. What…you taking up running now? You already too skinny!”

      “CeeCee, you can’t do it. That money is for your retirement.” I know Curtis, Cee’s husband, left her a modest amount of money when he passed. Money he’d saved for exactly that reason, so she would have a nest egg and wouldn’t need to work if she chose not to.

      Her face tenses. “Do what?”

      I tilt my head. “I’ve just been to the bank, Cee.”

      She clucks her tongue. “Mother o’ Mary, no one can have any secrets in this town. They had no right telling you that!” Her face darkens. “It’s my money, and it ain’t up to you how I spend it.”

      “But, Cee…”

      She holds a hand up. “No, Lil. I don’t need that money. And that snake was never goin’ to leave you alone. He’s gone now. The loan’s paid off and all done right. Mr Jefferson made it so. Joel won’t bother you again, and of that I can be certain.”

      “Is that what you talked about the day he turned up over the road?”

      She waves a hand. “Can’t remember.”

      I gulp back tears. “So you paid him already?”

      “I surely did. Couldn’t get there quick enough.”

      “I’ll go to the bank. I can pay some of it back right now, Cee. Then I’ll…”

      She shakes her head. “I don’t need it, Lil. It wasn’t a loan. It was a gift. Because that’s what friends do. When Curtis died I figured my whole life was finished. I couldn’t jump over that grief, Lil. But then you came along. Dragged me outta that house, and into the café. Made up some pretense about needin’ help, when you surely didn’t. Even made me take a wage when you were so broke you couldn’t pay attention! Well, things like that I ain’t never gonna forget. So now we even.”

      She shuffles to a table and sits heavily, motioning for me to join her.

      “But, Cee…”

      “Hush. It ain’t important. You ever wonder why people trying to help you, Lil?”

      I go to respond but she holds a hand up.

      “Because you always helpin’ people first. You got a good heart, Lil, and it’s even better cause you don’t know it. You just think that’s how things should be. So take it when it comes back to you.”

      I’m lost for words, wondering how she could be so generous. I’m going to have to plot some clever way for her to take the money back as soon as I get it.

      “I’m going to go visit Janey today. You be all right here without me?” Her mask of composure cracks for a moment, as I see such pain in her eyes.

      I quickly reassure her. “I’ll be fine. I think it’ll be quiet after such a big weekend.”

      “OK, maybe I’ll call Walt, and see what he needs.”

      I nod, knowing Walt will be happy to have CeeCee’s effervescent presence around at such a sad time. And as they say, laughter is the best medicine. “Why don’t you stay a while with Janey? I can get someone to help me here. Don’t think there’s anything more important than that right now.”

      “You sure, Lil?”

      “More than sure.”

      “There’s a change on the wind, ain’t there?”

      I know exactly what she means: things seem so different from how they were just a few days back. “Seems like it, Cee. I feel blazing happiness one minute, then so sad the next.”

      “Sugar plum, I know, but you gotta enjoy every moment with that fine-looking thing… Time goes so fast, Lil. So fast…” She breaks off, her eyes glazing over, as she stares across the road. Damon’s sitting on the bench out front of his shop reading a newspaper. CeeCee looks sharply back to me, then over at Damon again. She jumps up suddenly and claps a hand over her heart. “I seen it! I seen it!” she says, her hands shaking.

      I glance quickly at Damon, but can’t see anything unusual. “What, Cee?”

      “A baby! You gonna have a baby!” She scrunches her eyes closed.

      I roll my eyes dramatically. “Oh, Cee! We’re not even at that stage yet!”

      Her eyes snap open. “It’s the second sight! Was I wrong about you and Damon?” she screeches.

      “No, ma’am.” I grin back. Butterflies swarm in my belly at the thought of having children, but I don’t say anything. I just smile, and shrug. “We’ll see.”

      “It’s gonna be a little boy, oh, he as cute as a button,” she says. “We better hurry up and get you married. I had this idea for your wedding cake…”

      I watch CeeCee scramble from the table, her eyes bright with excitement. I rub my belly once, just in case she’s right.

Christmas Wedding at the Gingerbread Café

       You are invited to the wedding of the year!

      Snow is falling thick and fast outside the Gingerbread Café and, inside, its owner Lily is planning the wedding of the year. Her wedding! She never dreamt it would happen, but this Christmas she’ll be marrying the man of her dreams — in a Christmas-card-perfect ceremony!

      The gingerbread is baking, the dress is fitted and the mistletoe’s in place — for once, everything’s going to plan. That is until her mother-in-law arrives… Suddenly, Lily’s famous cool is being tested like never before and her dream wedding is crumbling before her eyes.

      In the blink of a fairy light, the Gingerbread Café has been thrown into chaos! Lily thought she had this wedding wrapped up, but with so much to do before she says ‘I do’, can Lily get to the church on time — and make this Christmas sparkle after all?

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