Mid-afternoon, a van pulled into the driveway. The logo across the vehicle—Kingfisher Falls Windscreens and Glass—was in bright pink, and Rosie told Charlotte to tend to Ivan.
Kingfisher Falls Windscreens and GlassA big man with a peaked cap, he stepped back from checking her windscreen and offered a large hand. “Afternoon, miss.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Charlotte. Or Charlie. Is it fixable?”
“Sure. No cracks appearing so no need to change the whole thing. Have it done for you in a jiffy. I’ll stick my head in when it’s done.”
True to his word, it was under half an hour later when he wandered in. Charlotte was finishing up with a customer, so he browsed. Rosie was ringing up a sale from him when Charlotte came over.
“Ivan’s donating some children’s books, Charlie.”
“That’s so kind.”
