“I’m not. I enjoy helping.” She looked over the mess at Euan. “Levallier Dell is a special place. I can understand you not wanting lots of strangers tramping over it but it’s only once. If we make a good impression, it can’t harm the reputation of your wine and it’s a chance to showcase Flynn’s new wine. His new label should look great and I like the wine, if that’s any recommendation.” She gave a wry smile.

Euan’s expression wiped the smile from her face. She’d said something wrong.

“Where is Flynn?” he asked.

“He’s gone to get the chairs and tables for the party. He said something about them being scattered around the place, in sheds and things. I need a few bits and pieces from the shop and he said he’d drop me in town later, when he goes to the Haystack Block.”

“I’d better go and help him before he’s rearranged the whole property.”

Keely watched Euan go and tried to think back over what she’d said that might have upset him. She’d thought he was getting used to the idea of having the cellar door open for the coming wine weekend and he surely knew about Flynn’s wine. She put her hand to her head and rested an elbow on the ledge above the bench.

“Bloody hell, I’m such an idiot,” she muttered. Euan knew about the wine but probably not about the label or Flynn’s intention to sell it at the cellar door. “Damn those two prickly men.” She put the baking trays in the sink and began to scrub.

* * *

Kat sat at a corner table, away from the remaining diners, and picked at the late lunch Michael had prepared for her. The marinated octopus salad was delicious, with just the right combination of lemon and garlic, but she didn’t feel hungry. For the last three hours, she’d worked the cellar door. It was the manager’s day off and they were short-staffed. She didn’t mind. She loved the people contact.

Peter’s wife, Angela, was the only other family member there besides Pappou. Kat liked her. She was very good with the customers and quietly managed the staff. The only time she was a little flustered was when Pappou spoke to her. Poor thing was obviously intimidated by him.