“Aye, I guess that’s true enough. I get what yer sayin’, but it still doesnae feel good.” He’d retrieved the name of the person who’d booked the next group in, and now went into the email program in order to let them know their trip was cancelled. “Any other news from the cottage?”
“Actually,” Taylor said in a conspiratorial tone which made Joshua snap his attention from the computer screen and onto his brother, who was grinning widely, “there is.”
“Well, what is it then?” Joshua snapped, his temper flaring, though he knew deep down what he was annoyed with was the situation, not his twin. “Stop yer stupid bloody grinning and tell me.”
“Hey, dinnae shoot the messenger. Send yer email, then I’ll tell ye.”
“It’s no’ my email. It’s our email, so ye can damn well help me.”
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