It had been a passing comment from a half-heard conversation that pinged the light bulb in Angel’s mind.
‘I wish there was a vintage tea shop like this near me,’ the bride from the wedding party spoke.
Angel stopped with her patterned tray stacked with fancy tea cups, matching saucers and a cake plates. She looked around. The hotel’s private party room had been transformed into a Victorian tea room; white clothed round tables, tier stands stacked with delicate looking foods and huge vases overflowing with flowers.
‘Yes,’ Angel whispered, ‘that could be my own business.’
(Inspired by; https://rochellewisoff.com/2018/09/26/28-september-2018/ with thanks).
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