Debbie’s enthusiasm was infectious. By the time they were walking across the park to the Mountain Breeze Snacks and Cakes Café, Bonnie felt a spring in her step. She needed to sort through Mervin’s stuff, but it wouldn’t hurt to have a little fun first.
The café was empty, but it buzzed with order and life in comparison to the closed, bolted, and w**d-attacked properties around it. June was nowhere to be seen, a lad in his late teens behind the counter. His glasses glittered with tinsel and he wore a Christmas hat over unruly blond hair.
‘Hey Debs,’ he said as they entered. Bonnie glanced at her, mouthing, ‘Do you know everyone?’
‘All right, Niall. Sorry I threw that beer over you last night.’
The boy grinned. ‘No probs. You get back okay?’
‘Yeah, more or less.’
Bonnie decided not to
