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‘I don’t know. It’s just stepping back into that past life again when I have so moved on. I don’t want it to upset things.’
‘Freya, got to go. Melly’s been sick again. I’ll call you later.’
Freya put her phone away and stood up. She rubbed her cold hands together and went in search of Sasha.
She found her at the edge of the riverbank, the camera trained on the other side.
‘No fishermen today. There are usually a couple of them fishing a little up river about this time,’ Freya remarked.
‘Oh, Freya, you startled me. I was so engrossed in what I was doing.’ Sasha turned around to face her.
‘That’s OK, I get like that a lot. A herd of cattle could come running by and I wouldn’t notice. So, how did you get on?’
‘Well, I’ve nearly finished the roll but I guess we won’t see the result until we get into the dark room.’
‘Right, well shall we take some pictures from on the bridge? You can just about see Riley’s Hill from there,’ Freya said.
She picked up a bag and led the way.
12
That evening, Freya decided they were going to attempt the Mayleaf Round Robin. That meant having something at all of Mayleaf’s eateries. Although Mayleaf was a small town, it had a Chinese takeaway, a diner, a barbecue restaurant, a hot dog stand near Sam and Jolie’s store and a pizza parlour.
‘We really shouldn’t even be considering this, Freya. We had four courses at lunch time,’ Nicholas reminded her as they walked towards the Chinese takeaway.
The temperature had dropped a good few degrees and the clear, star-filled sky was a sign of a frost to come. At the moment, it was actually too cold for snow.
‘I know, but I thought about this. I decided if we have really small, tiny, little portions at each place, it would probably be less filling than ordering one huge main course at Casey’s,’ Freya replied.
‘I’m not entirely sure that logic works but I’m willing to give it a go.’ He pushed open the door of the Chinese.
‘Hey, Bruce, how are you?’ Freya greeted the owner of the takeaway.
Bruce stood no more than five feet tall. It meant he had to stand on a box to see over the counter to serve people. He had thinning, dark hair, a big smile and always had a pencil tucked behind his ear. Freya had never seen him use it.
‘Freya and Nick, good evening to you both.’ Bruce smiled, bowed, then leapt on to his box so he could see them properly.
‘Hi, Bruce, how you doing? How’s Li?’ Nicholas asked. Li was Bruce’s wife.
‘She is fine. In the kitchen, where a good woman should always be,’ he answered with a wry smile.
‘God, Bruce, you really know how to hit the spot, don’t you! If I thought you really meant that and if I knew I could get spring rolls like yours somewhere else, I would boycott your place,’ Freya told him.
‘You are lucky man, Nick, lucky man.’ He laughed as he picked up his order book.
‘I know,’ Nicholas replied, looking to Freya.
‘Right, we’ll have a portion of spring rolls and some satay chicken. Oh and some sweet and sour pork and chuck in some prawn crackers,’ Freya ordered.
‘Hey, I thought we were only having small, tiny portions.’
‘We are. I’m ordering breakfast for the next couple of days.’ She grinned.
‘It will be ’bout fifteen minutes.’
‘Great, we’ll call back,’ Freya said.
‘Call back? Where are we going?’
