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‘Umm...’ Elsie narrowed her eyes at her. ‘Teresa mentioned your mum had shown up. Everything okay?’

‘Yes. It’s fine.’

‘I’m not sure I believe you, but you know where I am when you want to talk, love.’ Pulling her apron on, Elsie tipped the discarded cakes into the bin. ‘Well, isn’t a good job you came in here. You saved the bakery!’

Jessie laughed. ‘No, someone would have noticed.’

‘Yes, you’re right. They would have. But that would have been when the fire alarms sounded, and everyone would have had to have evacuated. Thank you.’ Elsie hugged her again. ‘Now, do you need a few minutes?’

‘Nope. I’m ready to go back out.’

‘Okay, if you’re sure, love.’

Chapter Twenty Four

‘You haven’t told mewhere we’re going yet.’ Jessie linked arms with Simon as they walked down the hill.

‘There’s a clue right here.’ Chuckling, Simon lifted the large wicker basket he was carrying with his other hand.

‘Ha-ha. I gathered we were going for a picnic. What I meant was, you’ve not told me where we’re having the picnic.’ Grinning, Jessie tapped his arm gently.

‘Do you want to know, or do you want a surprise?’

‘Oh, now that’s a difficult decision. I want to know!’

‘That sounded like a tough decision.’ Shaking his head, Simon shrugged. ‘Okay. I thought we could have our picnic at the little cove I told you about.’

‘The one you showed me through the telescope on the pier at Porthayle?’

‘Yes, that’s the one. If we’re lucky, we’ll be the only ones there, but we’ll have to keep an eye on the tide. If we’re not careful, we’ll get stranded for the night.’

Jessie nodded. ‘That sounds perfect.’

‘On my lunch break, I popped to a little...’

‘Jess, dear.’

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