‘True,’ Liam conceded. ‘Abbie’s the other mechanic in our family,’ he told Lou.
‘Well, I don’t know anything about cars either, to be honest,’ Lou said.
‘That’s settled then. Whenever you want to have a look, just let me know. Or Abbie, if you’d prefer.’
‘Yeah, I’d be happy to go with you.’
‘Thanks.’ Lou felt overwhelmed by their kindness and generosity, and not entirely in a good way. She didn’t like feeling beholden to people when there was nothing she could do for them in return. It didn’t sit well with her, and it made her feel a bit helpless and pathetic.
‘Are you okay?’ Aidan said beside her.
She turned to find him looking at her, his brow furrowed in concern. She painted on a smile, realising she’d fallen silent. ‘Yes, I’m fine. Sorry, just zoned out there for a second. This breakfast is amazing,’ she said to Sheena.
‘Mum showed me a photo of that dresser you want to upcycle,’ Cara said to her. ‘I’d love to do it, if you’d let me.’
‘Well, only if you’d like to.’
‘I would. I already have lots of ideas to run by you. Sorry I can’t come over this afternoon to see it in the flesh, but I have a yoga workshop.’
‘You don’t have to apologise,’ Lou told her with a laugh. ‘I’m the one who should be apologising to whoeveriscoming.’
‘Don’t be daft,’ Abbie said. ‘I’m sorry to be missing it, but I have a tour around Slea Head for most of the day. You should definitely come on one of my tours, though – see a bit of the area while you’re waiting to get a car.’
‘That would be nice.’
‘Abbie and Aifric’s Tours. We’re on the front opposite the tourist office. Call in any time.’
‘You can go on a boat and see dolphins,’ Bo said.
‘Oh, Jack would like that, wouldn’t you?’
He nodded.
‘They swim along by the boat, and then they jump out of the water.’ Bo sketched a wide arc in the air with one arm.
‘We’ll definitely have to do that,’ Lou said to Jack.
‘So how did your date go on Monday?’ Cara asked, turning her attention to Aidan.
He narrowed his eyes at her. ‘I have a bone to pick with you about that.’
‘Oh? It didn’t go well? I thought you’d get on great with Emma.’
‘It was going fine until she told me she’d first visited Dingle when she flew in here on her broomstick.’
‘What?’ Cara laughed, frowning.
‘Was she a witch, Daddy?’ Bo looked at him wide-eyed.
‘Definitely witch adjacent,’ he said, glaring at Cara. ‘But a white witch,’ he added reassuringly to Bo. ‘A good witch.’
‘Like Galinda?’
‘Yes, like that.’
‘Oh dear,’ Cara laughed, unperturbed. ‘Well, never mind. I’ve got someone else for you. I’ll text you her number later. She’ll be expecting your call.’
‘Where did you find this one?’
