Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (37) Still Waters Run Deep (Part 04)
As she was going to Leslie Maher’s for coffee she had intended to pick up some pastries from Addison’s Bakery but after meeting Dennis it completely went out of her head so as Gwen didn’t want to arrive empty handed she decided to call in at Hemmings General Store to pick up a box of prepacked cakes.
One of her close friends and neighbour’s David Goodman was at the counter talking to Sabr Hemming, who was running the business while her mother was ill and as she reached them David raised the question of full time or part time work for a girl called Wendy Corney with the two of them.
Gwen had heard about Wendy and how David caught her in his garage, but he was an exceptionally good judge of character and if he thought she was worth helping then she was in.
She had always held the belief that no one was beyond redemption.
“I will certainly ask around the ladies at the Women’s Institute” Gwen said “but in the mean time I do have some odd jobs about the house that desperately need doing”
“You are a saint” David said and then Sabr also promised to give Wendy a few hours in the shop while her mum was ill.
Gwen bought a pack of Bakewell Tarts said her goodbyes and set off for Leslie’s house.
Gwen chose to live at the southern end of Sharpington, which was popular with retiree’s, because it was a quiet and peaceful place to live but was close to the town.
With a large proportion of her inheritances still providing her a healthy income she could easily have afforded to live in the grander neighbourhood of Granite Hill, which in a nod to San Francisco the locals nicknamed Nob Hill.
But Gwen was not an ostentatious person and she lived in a very nice four bedroom house, which was too big for her, so she liked where she lived among her good friends and neighbours
She walked the short distance to Leslie’s house and knocked on the front door.
“Sorry I’m late” she said and brandished the cakes
“Shop bought cake! What would the Women’s Institute say?”
“Yes I’m sorry but I was distracted by a man”
Gwen said in her defence.
“Oh goody tell me everything”
So Gwen told her the tale of the morning’s events and was very forthcoming, but before she got to elaborate on the future coffee date they were interrupted by a knock at the door which turned out to be David Goodman, and his arrival heralded the end of her tale about Dennis as the conversation then revolved around his mornings work finding employment for Wendy Corney, not that she wasn’t interested.
It was a shame really because had she mentioned Dennis Simmons name in David’s presence she would have found out he was his brother in law and she would have had a way in which to contact him which would have spared her the frustration of the following month when he failed to materialise for the coffee date and over that month she repeated the mantra
“You should have got his number”