“Take Keely with you.” Maggie placed a hand on Keely’s shoulder and gently propelled her towards Flynn.

He looked from Keely’s startled expression to Maggie’s beaming smile.

“Keely’s worked hard and done all the food,” Maggie said. “She has an investment in this as well.”

“Yes…come if you want,” Flynn mumbled. It was only a board at the gate, for goodness sake. Both Euan and Maggie were turning it into a major event.

* * *

They travelled the short distance to the front gate squashed into the front of the tray-top ute. Keely was acutely aware of the brooding silence between the two men, and of Flynn’s warm shoulder and hip pressing into her with every bump.

She wished she’d just left them to it. Maggie had almost pushed her out the door. Perhaps she wanted the house to herself. Keely had tried to keep away as much as she could but it wasn’t possible to avoid spending time in the house, with all the organising there was to do.

Euan pulled up just inside their gate and they all got out to inspect the signs.

The new Levallier Dell sign still gleamed, as it had when she’d first arrived. In some ways it seemed so long ago and yet the two weeks had passed so quickly. She felt a pang of regret, knowing her time here was coming to an end. In spite of the two prickly men inspecting the board by the fence she had enjoyed her stay. It had been the healing experience Euan had promised. She pushed away her niggling fear of facing a class again. Once the weekend was over she would deal with that. She wasn’t going to let it spoil the next few days.

Euan had created a sandwich board with Divine Wine and Dine and the Levallier Dell name at the top and Come in for a light meal served with our award-winning wines underneath.

“It should be fine.” Flynn helped Euan lift it to the roadside. “If we put it here each day, it will be clearly visible.”

A vehicle came along the road and pulled up sharply, its wheels sliding to a halt in the gravel.

It’s attracting customers already, Keely thought, smiling to herself, then spun in surprise as a voice shouted, “Euan Levallier!”

Theo was striding towards them. “Euan Levallier,” he shouted again.

Kat was scrambling out of the passenger door. “Pappou!”

Theo ignored his granddaughter and came to a stop barely a metre in front of Euan. “What did you do to my vines?”

Keely could see the muscle twitching in Euan’s rigid jaw. Flynn stood up straight beside his silent father.

“They’re dying. What did you do?” Theo’s finger stabbed the air in front of Euan, who maintained his silence.

“Theo?” Flynn’s voice was calm. “What’s going on?”