“I am really glad you took my on this break,” said Vicky looking out of the window.
“I thought you could do with a break from the static life of admin,” replied Arthur.
“My nerves have been shot to bits since that blackmail business,” she admitted taking a sip from her wine.
Arthur lay back ag the picnic bench and smiled. It was good to see some colour returning to her cheeks and that glint in her eye again.
A waiter arrived with the Ploughman’s platter which included a wide variety of cheese, pork pies and various assorted Chutneys, breads and crackers.
“Blimey Arthur there’s enough to feed an army there!” Vicki exclaimed.
“We are going to be joined by….” He looked across the beer garden and spotted a familiar looking dark haired girl approaching. “… Victoria Gale my introduce you to my friend Julia Sevenpenny.”
“Please to meet you,” said Sevenpenny shaking Vicky’s hand.
“Likewise,” answered Vicky. She turned to Arthur. “Isn’t she a bit young for you? She’s barely older than my eldest pupils.”
“I’m his junior,” laughed Sevenpenny. She looked at the spread and gave Arthur a particular look.
“I thought you might want an echo of your cheese and wine tour,” he smiled.
“Very thoughtful,” she answered and cut herself some Cheddar with the cheese wire. “So what’s the catch?”
“Catch?” Asked Arthur innocently.
“You don’t invite me and your lady friend for a weekend away unless there’s something going on,” answered Sevenpenny. “I know you too well.”
“Not at all, I knew you enjoyed wine and cheese and thought I would take you to England’s finest Cheese and Wine county.”
“Let’s hope that this wine isn’t from the vat they found the brewer’s body in,” joked Vicky.
Sevenpenny slammed her half eaten cracker down. “Why do you go to these pretences?”
The Haunted Wordsmith’s Three Things Challenge: Static, Nerves, Cheese wire