20
Deliveries
‘All right? Still here then?’
Veronica sounded almost pleased to see Emily, even though the briefest hint of a smile was a blink-and-miss-it event. As Emily came inside, Veronica lifted a mug.
‘Brew?’
‘Yes, please.’
‘What you been up to?’
Emily smiled. ‘I went to see Nathaniel Trower. I took him round a Christmas cake, but he … didn’t want it.’
‘No?’
Emily put the box down on the counter and lifted the lid. ‘Am I missing something? Is there something scary about this?’
Veronica looked over. ‘Pretty. Ha, the Father Christmas is a bit wonky. Could be drunk, eh.’
‘I just ran up the street. I almost dropped it.’
‘You want to be more careful.’
‘I’ll try.’
Veronica made the tea while Emily cut out two thick slices of the cake and put them onto plates.
‘Trower threw m
