knitting needle and
shouted, “Who are you? How dare you come in and threaten Yvette! And look at
the customers, you’ve frightened them!”
A look of guilt flashed across the
woman’s face as she noticed the cowering customers. “I didn’t see them there.”
Cara lowered the needle, and in a
calmer voice, she said, “Explain who you are, and what you’re doing here.”
The woman folded her thick arms and
said, “I’m Becky Webb, I run a website called Becky’s Yarn Supplies. And I had
a good business until she …” Becky jerked her head towards Yvette, “decided to
set up online too. My sales dropped off last night and I soon found out why.”
She unfolded her arms and pointed at Yvette. “Take your website down! I was
online first!”
Cara said, “I saw your website online,
it’s terrible.”
Becky’s head snapped towards Cara, her
lips moved into a snarl. “What did you say?”
Cara stood a bit straighter. “I said
it’s terrible. The colours clash, the order page takes forever to load. And the
contact email is invalid.”
Becky’s expression changed to
confusion. “Is it that bad? I thought it was okay.”
Cara took a step forward and said, “I
can help you with it, I design websites.”
Becky’s eyes narrowed. “Did you design
her website?” Her thumb jerked towards Yvette.
Cara nodded.
Becky looked at Cara for a moment too
long. Cara felt sweat forming on her brow. Becky said calmly, “And I suppose
you’d have to charge me if you sorted my website out?”
“Of course, my fees are reasonable.”
“I knew it!” Becky exploded. She wagged
her finger between Cara and Yvette. “You’re trying to ruin my business with
your fancy website. And you want me to pay you good money so I can compete with
you. I don’t think so! I know how to deal with losers like you!” She slammed
her fist on the counter. Cara thought she heard the wood crack. Becky looked
directly at Yvette and said, “I wouldn’t get too attached to that website if I
were you.”
Becky turned and glared at Cara as she
left the shop.
“Well!” one of the customers said from
the back of the shop. “This is better than the telly! What’s going to happen
next?”
Cara ran around the counter and placed
her arms around Yvette who was now crying. Cara held her until the tears
subsided.
Yvette sniffed and said, “What’s
happening to my life? I was so happy when I woke up and now look at me. What
have I done to upset so many people? Can my day get any worse?”
“Not if I can help it,” Cara muttered.
Chapter 9
Cara stayed as long as she could at the
wool shop. The customers had rallied around Yvette as soon as Cara had released
her. They offered her food and words of comfort. One of the older woman
threatened to ‘take out’ Becky, whatever that meant.
Yvette’s tears soon dried and she
promised the women that she wouldn’t let Mr Banks take over the shop, and she
wouldn’t let Becky force her to take down her website.
Cara kept an eye on Yvette as she made
some adjustments to Yvette’s website. With Yvette’s agreement she added an
order page and the new photos that she’d taken that day. She also added the
comments that the customers had given her.
Yvette came over to her side later and
looked at the website. She said, “It’s wonderful, truly wonderful. You must
send me your invoice, and I won’t take no for an answer! Isn’t it time you went
home, Cara?”
“I’ll stay until you go.”
“I’m going now.” Yvette stifled a yawn.
“What a busy day it’s been, a wonderfully busy day. I think I’ll be collapsing
into bed as soon as I get home.”
Cara stood up and collected her things.
She said goodbye to Yvette and left the shop. She had no intention of leaving
Yvette alone, she was going to keep an eye on her from her car.
Cara got in her car and parked further
down the road. She didn’t want Yvette to come out and look directly at her.
After a few minutes,