Chapter 71

SEVENTY-ONE

If she was honest, Imogen was a little tired of pizza.

She placed the topping on the dough of a recipe she was creating for Valentine’s Day.

Red pepper, ham and strawberry. The saltiness of the ham should contrast well with the sweetness of the fruit.

It was something a bit different, but every day was pizza.

She got a wistful longing for the rarity of the dishes she used to invent when Luna’s was a Michelin-starred restaurant.

Also, she couldn’t deny she’d loved the prestige Luna’s had given her.

It wasn’t as if Nigel had been on the phone asking to come to The Wood Oven.

But then she would remember that this was a means to an end.

She was making so much money it didn’t really matter whether she liked making pizza or not. It sold. And that was what counted.

Imogen glanced at the clock. Almost two. She wondered if the police had been to see Nancy yet. No one spoke to her the way that woman had. Once Nancy had had a warning from the cops, maybe she would think twice about ever approaching her again.

She quickly put the pizza into the oven. Imogen had an hour before she had to pick up Rosie. She wondered how the Spring Queen vote had gone. She hoped Rosie had won but suspected that Miss Young might do something to sway the kids in another direction. It was all so unfair.

Before Imogen had dropped Rosie at school that morning, she’d prepped her.

Explained that if Lara won the vote and ended up as Spring Queen and riding Lupin, then Rosie shouldn’t get too upset.

Life had a way of rebalancing and there were other ways of getting back at someone.

She didn’t want to go into the full details of how she’d had a nasty visit from Nancy and so had called the police, but she’d tried her best to get her message across: Lara would get her comeuppance.

Maybe not now, but at some point in the future.

Imogen thought she might have even got through to Rosie as her sadness had subsided and she’d gone very quiet in the way she always did when she was thinking things through. Pleased, Imogen had congratulated herself on some excellent parenting.

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