Chapter 63

It felt good,

working with real ingredients again. The hotel kitchen was spacious and beautifully

clean, and as long as Patrick didn’t mind working outside of the main opening

hours, he had the full run of the place. Riley had even suggested they may be

able to negotiate a supply deal with the hotel when the shop was fully

operational again.

Patrick paused

late on a Friday afternoon, scrubbing out one of his deep mixing bowls, and

realised he felt hopeful for maybe the first time since the explosion. They

could do this, couldn’t they? We can start up afresh, rebuild the turnover,

discover new, witty and delicious combinations of ice cream and alcohol—and

there his thoughts stuttered to a halt. We. That was how he thought of

the business, without any conscious deliberation—him and Lee working together.

Lee had thanked him for being included in plans for the business, but that was

instinctive for Patrick.

After clearing