Friday, 20 April 2018
Ottercombe Bay: Raising the Bar by Bella Osborne
Series: Ottercombe Bay #3
Release Date: 5th April 2018
Publisher: Avon
Publisher: Avon
Genres: Romantic Comedy / Women's Fiction
Escape to the Devon coast, with Part Three of a brand-new four-part serial from the author of Willow Cottage.
Daisy
Wickens has returned to Ottercombe Bay, the picturesque Devon town
where her mother died when she was a girl. She plans to leave as soon as
her great uncle’s funeral is over, but Great Uncle Reg had other ideas.
He’s left Daisy a significant inheritance – an old building in a state
of disrepair, which could offer exciting possibilities, but to get it
she must stay in Ottercombe Bay for twelve whole months.
With the
help of a cast of quirky locals, a few gin cocktails and a black pug
with plenty of attitude, Daisy might just turn this into something
special. But can she ever hope to be happy among the ghosts of her past?
EXTRACT
Daisy was tired when she got in on Christmas Eve and
presented Aunt Coral with her poinsettia. She figured it was safest to hand it
over now, she didn’t have a good track record with plants. Aunt Coral gave an
odd grimace of a smile. ‘It’s lovely, thank you,’ she said, taking it to the
kitchen. Daisy followed and watched her remove it from the decorative wrapping,
give it some water and place it on the windowsill next to two other identical
plants.
‘Oh,’ said Daisy.
Aunt Coral was
quick to reassure her. ‘It’s fine, I really like them. They must be the trendy
gift this year: I had one from Mrs Brightling for taking her shopping and one
from work. Once they’ve soaked up some water I’ll spread them about the house.
Now, would you like a glass of sherry?’
Daisy tore her
eyes away from the trio of red plants and wished she hadn’t been such a
cheapskate. ‘Yeah, go on then.’
Aunt Coral handed
her a glass. ‘Come and look at this,’ Coral said, excitedly. Daisy followed her
into the living room, trying to take a sip as she went, which didn’t work. It
became obvious what Daisy had been brought to look at. Where there had once
been a small dark sofa and a chair there was now a huge pale cream sofa and two
matching chairs and with the giant Christmas tree there wasn’t a lot of room
for much else. The sofas reminded Daisy of giant mutant marshmallows.
‘What do you
think?’ prompted Aunt Coral tilting her head at the mountainous furniture.
Daisy bent forward
and Aunt Coral whisked her sherry glass away, the proximity of it to the masses
of pale fabric was likely putting her on edge. Daisy sat down and felt as if
she was being swallowed by the sofa. At first it was alarming but she quickly
relaxed into it. ‘Wow, this is seriously comfy.’
‘I know,’ said
Aunt Coral grinning. ‘I’ve wanted them for ages and now I can afford it. We
just need to keep them this colour.’
Daisy gave a
doubtful nod. With Bug in the house they didn’t stand a chance.
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