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“Because Mr. Grumpy hasn’t sealed the deal yet,” Moon mutters and Soleil slashes a hand in her direction.
“Mommy’s mad tonight,” Ashlyn whisper-shouts.
Soleil leans over the table until her face is inches from Ashlyn’s. “Enough,” she grits out. “The Moon and Ashlyn show is hereby cancelled.” Ashlyn opens her mouth but Soleil snaps her teeth at her. “I said enough. We’re here to discuss Eden’s business and how we can make it a success. Once we’ve come up with a solution, you may continue with whatever this is.”
“Because we’re going to figure out how to save my business just like that?” I snap my fingers.
Soleil sits in her chair and pulls a pen and paper out of her purse. “Yes, we are. We have five brilliant businesswomen here tonight. And we’re staying until we come up with at least one idea to bring in more revenue toEden’s Garden.”
Harmony clears her throat. “I’m not a businesswoman.”
Ashlyn pats her hand. “It’s okay. I’m brilliant enough for two of us.”
I wish I could say Ashlyn is full of shit. She often is after all. But she’s actually quite brilliant at business. In addition to being a well-known audiobook narrator, she madeBertie’s Recording Studiointotheplace to record an album. It’s not unusual to spot famous singers strolling around town.
“Since you’re brilliant, you go first Ashlyn. Give us an idea to generate revenue at Eden’s store.”
Ashlyn drums her fingers on the table as she considers. “She can provide and maintain plants at the recording studio.”
I roll my eyes. “I already do that.”
“What about atThe Inn on Main?” The bed and breakfast is owned and operated by Ashlyn’s sister, Ellery.
“Already do that, too.”
“Next.” Soleil motions toward Moon.
“Someone else go. I’m still figuring out the whole business thing.” Moon took over the town diner a few months ago, but due to extensive renovations only opened a few weeks ago.
“Don’t ask me,” Harmony says. “I told you I’m not a business person.”
“It’s a good thing I already have an excellent idea,” Soleil says.
“You do?” I lean forward. “Why didn’t you skip all this nonsense?”
“I wanted to give these yahoos a chance.”
“Well. Come on. Tell us.”
Please be a realistic idea. Please be a realistic idea. Knitting vibrator covers is all well and good but I needEden’s Gardento survive. I can’t let the store my mother built collapse because I suck at business.
“Classes,” Soleil announces.
“What kind of classes?”
“You need to figure that part out.”
I blow out a puff of air. “I need more than the word classes.”
“I was thinking about my own business,” Soleil begins. “I struggled for years with the pottery business.” I nod. I’m aware. “My pottery sales increased when I began pottery classes for tourists during festivals. And the growth caused momentum and bam! Here I am today.”
“I second the idea!” Moon announces and stands.
“Sit down. We’re not done yet,” Soleil says.
“I know. But we’re going to need some fuel – aka food – if we’re going to figure out what kind of classes Eden can do for tourists.”
I consider the idea. It’s not bad. I already do a wreath making class at Yule. Maybe I can figure out some other classes to do during other festivals. Winter Falls does have a lot of festivals. If there’s one thing the residents of this town enjoy more than saving the earth, it’s a good party.
