Page 44 of Winter Magic in Port Berry

‘Stealing people’s dreams.’

‘Oh, really? Well, in case it slipped your mind, you’re in this with me.’

‘But you started it.’

‘I didn’t start anything. All I did was share my plans with you. I actually thought you’d be pleased for me.’

‘Why would I be pleased? That’s my tearoom, not yours.’

‘I . . . Bloody hell, I’ve missed the turning now.’

‘Just turn around.’

‘I can hardly see a thing.’

Ginny scanned the area, not seeing much but snow and greenery. ‘Ooh, look, what’s that? There’s a sign.’

‘What sign? Where?’

‘There. Right there. Can’t you see?’

‘I see a blizzard.’

‘Oh, you missed it. Look, take that road. It must lead somewhere.’

Will blew out a puff of aggravated air. ‘Yeah, they all lead somewhere.’

Ginny flopped back, crossing her arms once more in a huff. ‘I’m just trying to be helpful.’

‘You know what would have been helpful? If you had just been supportive when I told you my happy news.’

They may be crawling along a country lane, but Ginny’s mind was going full steam ahead.

‘Why on earth would I support someone stealing my idea?’

‘Because it’s an idea you’re not doing anything about. Anyway, the way I heard it, the café was your dream.’

‘It was. Once. But now I have new dreams.’

Will sighed loudly. ‘Look, I’m sure we can—’

‘Don’t talk to me. I don’t wish to be your friend.’ She saw him glance her way.

‘You don’t wish to be my friend?’

Ginny turned to face the side window.

After a few minutes of silence, Will pulled up.

‘Why are you stopping?’ she asked, looking out at the blizzard hitting them from all angles.

‘I can’t see a thing. I don’t even know if we’re still on a road or in a field. We’ll have to wait it out.’

‘We will not!’

He shuffled in his seat to face her. ‘Got a better plan? An idea that perhaps you might actually work towards?’

Ginny pursed her lips. ‘Yes, put the satnav on. At least we can get an idea where we are.’