CHAPTER 40
HER HEART WAS beating faster than usual as she turned around the ‘closed’ sign on the café door. Had she ordered enough food from the wholesalers? Was there enough float in the till? She pulled up the blinds and smiled, as the sound of clapping and cheering emanated from the direction of the kitchen.
“Woo hoo! She’s done it! Well done Lyn!”
She turned on her heel and curtseyed, as Sara came out to the counter.
“We probably won’t have a single customer all day.”
“Of course we will! Jamie’s coming in anyway, when he’s finished the run to Exeter. And Peter’s coming in for lunch, don’t forget.”
“That’s two then. The beach is empty; no-one’s about.” She opened the door and looked up and down the Esplanade.
“Give it time; it’s only ten o’clock in the morning.”
“Make yo
