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Slipping off her shoes, she wiggled her toes. 'These new shoes don't help either! I knew I should have worn them round the bedroom a few times before going out in them.'
    Daisy was incredulous. 'Listen to you, lass! Talking about shopping and shoes and moaning about the weather…you sound like your mam!'
    'You're right,' Amy agreed with a soft laugh. 'I do, don't I?'
    'I know you're curious about him too, so don't deny it!'
    Leaning forward, Amy was disturbed to find the man's gaze on her. 'I'm not denying it,' she answered softly, 'I am curious.'
    Daisy beamed with satisfaction. 'Well there you are then.'
    'There I am then…what?
    'You want to know about him as much as I do, so stop lecturing me.'
    'I'm not "lecturing" you.'
    'You are!'
    'All right then, I am, and for good reason.'
    'And what might that be?'
    'Two things.' Taking off the pretty dark blue hat with its tiny brim and blue cotton band, Amy ran her fingers through her short brown hair. 'For all we know, he could be a really dangerous man, and he must know how much you're attracted to him, the way you keep sneaking a look at him with those big, moony cow eyes. You could be playing with fire. That's the first thing.'
    'And what's the second?'
    Lazily placing the hat on the nearby chair, Amy warned, 'If there's nothing sinister about him, and he's just a man who likes to be left alone, you should leave him be. If you frighten him off, you'll lose one of your best customers and then you'll never find out who he is.'
    While Daisy considered her remarks, Amy took off her coat. 'Now then, are you going to serve me or what?'
    Daisy gave a long, impatient sigh. 'Being as we're quiet, can I sit with you? It's time for my break anyway.'
    'All right. If you promise not to drive me mad.'
    Daisy rolled her "moony cow eyes".
    'What d'you want to eat—same as usual, is it?'
    While Amy glanced quickly through the one-page menu of fry-ups, barm cakes and pie-and-peas, Daisy's attention drifted to the man, then back again to Amy, her one and only friend.
    She had taken to Amy the first minute she'd wandered into the cafe some two years ago. It had been a grim, wet day and Amy had got caught in a downpour. Having sought refuge in Tooley's Cafe, she had brought it alive with her bright friendly chatter and warm engaging smile. She had a streak of mischievousness that often caught Daisy off guard and made her laugh till she ached. But Daisy had also discovered her own mothering instincts when her friend's fiancé had left her, practically at the altar.
    Amy was now a regular customer, always loaded down with shopping, always ready for a chat, with her down-to-earth and lovely manner. It was on Tuesdays that Amy went to pay a couple of the smaller wholesalers who supplied Atkinsons' Corner Shop, owned by her parents, and where Amy herself worked. She also did the weekly shop then, her parents being too busy working to find the time. Daisy looked forward to Tuesday more than any other day of the week. In between serving customers, she would press her nose to the window, watching for Amy, knowing that when she came through that door the whole room would light up and so would Daisy's heart.
    Amy had her serious side too. A good listener, she was kind and considerate, and when Daisy came to work saddened by the acrimonious situation at home between her parents, Amy gave her hope for the future, and Daisy had come to see her as the sister she never had.
    Although, at twenty-four, Amy was just two years older than Daisy, she had a calmer, deeper nature, and that special ability to put people at their ease; whether it be through her engaging smile, or her easy, friendly manner.
    She was not dazzlingly attractive, but she had a certain magnetism that seemed to draw people to her. Her face was small and heart-shaped, with a halo of light brown hair that fell in natural waves about her ears, and her mouth was generous, with full lips upturned at the corners, like a smile waiting to happen. Her