It’s almost here! Shadows and Sunshine, Volume 6 of the San Francisco Wedding Planner series is scheduled to be released on Amazon Kindle on Thursday, July 3rd.
Here’s a teaser from chapter 5:
“Heather, call on line one. Some top brass from the city office. Claims he needs to speak to you A.S.A.P.”
She punched line one. “Good morning, Donovan Wedding Service. This is Heather. How may I help you?”
“Good Morning. My name is Alberto Cordozo from the City of San Francisco planning department. I’m afraid I have bad news for you.”
“Your building happens to be zoned for housing only. I understand you are running a wedding planning business there?”
“Yes I am. But hold on. When I purchased the property the realtor assured me there was no issue with having a business here. I buy my license at the city office every year and no one has ever expressed any concern.”
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what else to say. We are doing our five-year audit of buildings and making sure they adhere to the local zoning bylaws. You’re going to have to find another place to operate your business.”
Heather tapped her pen against her desk. “Isn’t that convenient.” She forced herself to stay calm. “I’m assuming I have some options?”
“Well, your options are basically either to move within a month’s time or be forcibly evicted. I’m assuming you’d rather stay in business, so I’m advising you to put your current residence up for sale and find a building that is zoned appropriately. We’ll give you a month to sort everything out.”
“That’s so kind of you.” The retort slipped out before she could stop herself.
“I understand your frustration, Madam. We do try to be as supportive as possible. According to law, we could evict you tomorrow. Instead we’re giving you a month of grace. We realize businesses have many logistics they need to work out and those all take time. I’m assuming you have my phone number in case you have questions during the process of your move?”
“Yes, I have your number. Good day, Mr. Cordozo.” She slammed the receiver down and shoved herself away from her desk. One back wheel caught on the throw rug and her chair tipped over backwards. She found herself stuck in her chair with her feet jutting straight up in the air. She rubbed her head where it had struck the floor.
“Brilliant, Heather. Just brilliant.”
“Oh girlfriend,” Raul called from around the corner. “Someone tall and handsome is here to see you.”
She looked up to see Raul and Bryan sauntering through the door. Yikes, just what she didn’t need. At least she had pants on.
Raul came running around her desk. “You okay, girlfriend?”
“I’m fine. Really. No problems in my life whatsoever. And of course, I always do business with my feet in the air and my head on the floor. No need to worry boys.”
Bryan offered her a hand up. She ignored him and tried to get out of the chair, but it didn’t work. She was stuck upside down in the chair.
Raul glanced back and forth between them with a puzzled expression on his face. He extended his hand to her and she grabbed it. He pulled her up and set her on her feet.
“Yup. No problems at all. I just have the most important event of my career happening tomorrow and there’s no fresh organic produce in sight. Malfunction of a cooler, apparently. Also, that top brass from the city you put through on line one? He phoned to inform me this building is legally zoned as a house and only a house. I can no longer run my business here. Oh, but he’s going to be nice about it and give me a month to relocate to a building that is zoned for business.”
“Is there something else I need to know about?” Raul looked at his brother and then turned his attention back to Heather.
“Oh no. Things between your brother and me are just honky dory. Yup. Couldn’t be better.”
“Come on, stop playing games with me, Heather.” He turned to his brother. “What’s going on?”
“Jocelyn is in town.”
“What? You’re kidding, right? Not the Jocelyn who broke your heart. Couldn’t be.”
Bryan hung his head. “That’s the one.” It came out as a whisper.
“Well tell her to get lost. You’ve moved on, right? I mean give your head a shake, Bro. You can have Jocelyn or your can have Heather, not both. Hands down I know who I’d pick, and her name does not begin with J.” He jabbed Bryan’s chest in the shape of the letter J. “I’m leaving now so you can sort this out with Heather. Don’t mess this up, or you’ll have to answer to me.”