Free Pulling The Wool: A Magic Garden Mystery (Book 1) by Demy Watts Page A

a replacement for his weekly radio show.” Alana looked deep in thought and then suddenly smiled.
    “Why are you looking at us like that, young lady?” Zinnia eyed her suspiciously.
    “I may have the perfect solution to fill the slot…”
    “What?” Fern asked.
    “Why don’t you two consider taking over the show? Fern, perhaps you could focus on local gardening tips, and Zinnia, you could talk about animal care?” Alana was grinning with excitement.
    “Thank you, Alana. It does sound very interesting, doesn’t it, Fern?” Zinnia smiled, looking at Fern to see her reaction.
    Fern cleared her throat.
    “Can we give it some thought? It does sound exciting…I guess we just need to work out what we’d be doing on air.”
    “Yayyyy!” Alana clapped her hands together in glee.
    Just then the doorbell rang, interrupting them.
    Fern looked at Zinnia and stood up. They weren’t expecting anyone. “I’ll get it.”
    She walked to the front door and pulled it open.
    “Owen! What are you doing here?”
    Owen stood there with a small bag in one hand, and a huge bouquet of beautiful flowers in the other hand. He held them out to her and Fern giggled, recognising them.
    “Are these the ones I prepared earlier for Anne?”
    He grinned at her sheepishly and shrugged his shoulders. “They’re the best in town.”
    Fern took the flowers, a blush creeping up her cheeks. “Thank you, Owen,” she said somewhat breathlessly.
    “Who’s at the door?” Fern turned around slightly flushed to see Zinnia approaching her. Upon noticing the beautiful flowers in Fern’s grasp, she grinned.
    “Good evening, Zinnia. I was passing by and brought that ointment you asked for.” Owen held out the bag in his hand.
    “Why, thank you, Owen.” She turned to Fern, smiling at both of them.
    “Fern, where are your manners? Owen, please do come in!”
    Fern’s cheeks reddened even further as she stood out of the way.
    “I don’t want to impose on your evening.” He stood back from the door.
    “Nonsense! Come on in, we’ve just finished supper. Fern cooked us a feast and there’s plenty more if you’re hungry!”
    Owen laughed. “In that case, how could I refuse such a tempting offer?”

    F ern watched as he followed Zinnia into the kitchen, greeting Alana along the way.
    She noticed Essie from the corner of the eye watching them intently.
    “What?” She whispered.
    Essie looked her up and down and she could have sworn that he winked at her.
    “Put it this way, Fern. Things are going to get very interesting around here.”
    With that, he let out a loud miaow and walked away.

    A nd so , everything was well in Thackery (for the moment), but Fern didn’t know what the future would hold.
    Stealing a glance at Owen laughing along with Alana, suddenly Fern knew that change was in the air.
    And she realised that whatever it was, she was very much looking forward to it.

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    T he End . (For now).