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FALLING FOR THE WEATHER WITCH

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 1747    |    Released on: 22/08/2022

numbers, and were styled in bright cotton outfits. They had a touch of despair cloud

tique item. His eyes were half-closed and he seemed intent on keeping it that way. It wa

. Its simplicity has been found wanting in our new works. I think that explains why we've been losing customers in rapid succession. I think we

pid successions. Her mind and soul were not present, but her body was. She kept thinking of the grey-eyed stranger she'd

Jake tr

wasn't deaf. She could easily hear him from where she stood. There was no

the matter?" S

e'd been thinking about Shane? She stopped the knitting she'd been doing and moved closer to where the wor

ing about it, that I find endearing. It is its simplicity, that is. I thought about ways to move this industry forward, and I realised

oxes. She hadn't known it was one of her mother's creations. It was so simple, bothering o

that bring beauty to their environment, irrespective of their fashion sense. I think, while keeping the simplicity, we should crea

thinking about what she'd said. It was how they were as a family. Though, she felt bad for pointing it out in front of the workers, because she knew that the

as almost certain he might dismiss his idea with a frown tugged at the side of his li

sed anymore, but sharp and piercing. "I must confess I had not thought about it that way. It could

e business to greater heights. I agree that it was originally my idea, but with the turn of events, I think Peach should be the one to lead

yesterday, the man had handled all of these on his own. He only came to her for affirmations or to unleash thousands of material

" Tina, one of their sen

er thanks, and they all left her unimpressed. Her father dismissed them, and she knew they'd gone b

re me a bit of your ti

ride, but the girl didn't take pride in her abilities. Sighing,

can." He s

not sure I can handle this job father. You know how I am. The people in this c

rious parts of the equipment, his back bending dangerously close to a sharp need

d hurt yourself. There's a n

r. "You're worried about my safety, but you're not

ow I'm worried about everything that co

is head. "

She a

esort to turn this company into what it used to be. We're sinking Peach. I'm

were sinking, but still, she had no passion for the textile industry. She'd indeed grown am

e to have my place in life. These people don't value me or my work. I can'

was still naive and thinking in a one-word train. His hands were

n you give yourself credit for. And, Peach, stop listening to the chaff, listen to what

fath

rf from his working table and held it forward. "Take this. You would n

l try my best, but this is only temporary. The mom

r father wished for, but that would never bring her true happiness. She looked at the scarf enclosed in her right hand with trepidatio

defensive then, but it was almost in line with what she'd done today. She could have

e main textile production for a while because no one was buying the materials and it was gathering dust in lockers where it was stored. Now, th

avoiding me since last Friday. What you did, lea

workers turned their attention to them. Marilyn was dressed in leather, her dark hair fa

side." Peach said sti

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