Chapter 32
“The last thing I remember is we were about halfway from the hotel to Fort William. A Rolls really is as nice to drive as you’d think. Not all the fun of my Ferrari, but I might…”
Kate glared at Paul until he dropped the topic. But she’d bet that one day very soon Paul would be adding a Rolls to his toy collection.
“There was a herd of sheep crossing the road. More sheep; theme of the goddamn day.”
Rikka had found a paper cup of strong tea and set it on the small café table in front of Paul. For the moment, this quiet corner was theirs; nothing about except closed shops and sunshine.
Later, after the parade and sheep races were done, this backstreet café would reopen and start serving… One glance at the chalkboard in the café’s window had Kate turning away. It didn’t seem f
