The Northern Lights Lodge. Julie Caplin

      Why was it that he always managed to catch her at a disadvantage?

      ‘Is there anything else you need in here?’ she asked desperate to reassert her authority.

      ‘No,’ he looked at his watch, ‘I must be off.’ And with a quick smile, he sauntered away as if he had all the time in the world.

      ‘You forgot your tea-towels,’ she called with a triumphant crow, but he’d already left the room. She scowled after him, so much for her taking charge.