The Summer Theatre by the Sea: The feel-good holiday romance you need to read this 2018

The Summer Theatre by the Sea: The feel-good holiday romance you need to read this 2018
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‘The Summer Theatre by the Sea is … a perfect summery read with sunshine, laughter and bucketloads of fizz – romantic comedy at its sparkling best.’ Rosanna Ley, bestselling author of The Villa and Her Mother’s SecretThe Saunders sisters need a bit of Cornish magic this summer…Charlotte Saunders has always loved the buzz of city life. So, when she finds herself abruptly fired and dumped in one fell swoop, she’s devastated to have to swap her London home for the sleepy town of Penmullion, Cornwall, to move in with her estranged sister.But Lauren Saunders has problems of her own. A single mother to twins, the bills are piling up faster than she can pay them. And when what she thinks is a loan from a friend puts her deeper in debt than ever, things are starting to look impossible.In desperate need of a distraction, the two sisters turn to their community drama club. With bit of help from their new friends and lot of help from each other, can the Saunders sisters turn their luck around before the summer ends?The perfect summer read for fans of Lucy Diamond and Rachel Lucas.Praise for The Summer Theatre by the Sea‘Refreshingly romantic.’ Helen Rolfe, author of the ‘A Year at the Cafe at the End of the Pier’‘Enchanting and captivating, I was hooked! An utterly gorgeous story!’ Christie Barlow, bestselling author of ‘A Home at Honeysuckle Farm’‘Sunshine in a book!’ The Book Trail’Sunny, wonderful, entertaining and delightful.’ With Love For Books

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TRACY CORBETT

THE SUMMER THEATRE BY THE SEA


Published by AVON

An imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd

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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins 2018

Copyright © Tracy Corbett 2017

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A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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Ebook Edition © April 2018 ISBN: 9780008221935

Version: 2018-03-28

For my other family,

The Quince Players

The Isolde Players present

A Midsummer Night’s Dream

by

William Shakespeare

The characters in the play:

Hippolyta (Queen of the Amazons) – Glenda Graham

Hermia (in love with Lysander) and Peaseblossom – Lauren Saunders

Lysander (loved by Hermia), Philostrate and Pyramus – Daniel Austin

Demetrius (suitor of Hermia) and Thisbe – Nate Jones

Helena (in love with Demetrius), Snout and Wall – Paul Naylor

Oberon (King of the Fairies), Egeus and Snug – Barney Hubble

Titania (Queen of the Fairies) – Sylvia Johns

Puck (servant to Oberon) – Kayleigh Wilson

Nick Bottom (a weaver), Theseus and Mustardseed – Tony Saunders

Moth and Cobweb (fairies) – Freddie and Florence Saunders

Directed by Jonathan Myers

Backstage crew – Quentin and Vincent Graham

Thursday, 5 May

With a certain amount of apprehension, Charlotte Saunders watched her boss adjust the front of his pale-pink tie, his matching silk handkerchief folded into the pocket of his pinstriped suit jacket.

‘He said you assaulted him.’

Charlotte felt her indignation rise another notch. ‘I did no such thing.’ Why was she getting the third degree? It should be Dodgy Roger in here getting it in the neck, not her.

Lawrence raised a knowing eyebrow. It was a trait she’d become familiar with. It usually preceded a right royal bollocking. Fortunately for her, she’d rarely been on the receiving end of one of his rants. She was his protégé; the grad student he’d spotted at an exhibition and taken a chance on. She couldn’t believe her luck when he’d offered her a position with his high-flying design company – a position most designers twice her age would kill for – and now it was under threat, all thanks to Dodgy Roger.

‘It was hardly assault, Lawrence.’ She felt her cheeks colour. ‘I tapped him on the forehead with my notebook. He was asleep on the job.’ As she’d already told him.

Lawrence reacted with a disappointed tut. ‘He also said you called him a moron.’

She cringed. Not exactly her finest moment.

‘A poor choice of words, I admit, but I was upset.’ Charlotte straightened in her chair, wishing she’d stopped off to buy painkillers on her way over. The pounding in her head was getting worse. She wasn’t sure whether it was the same headache as yesterday, or a new one.

When it came to using CAD, SketchUp or Photoshop, she was an expert – all those late nights studying and unpaid internships had culminated in a first-class honours degree in Interior Design. But nowhere amongst space planning and selecting soft furnishings had it covered dealing with Neanderthal workmen who knew they could get away with murder because the boss was family and the young designer they’d been assigned to work with was still trying to prove herself in a highly competitive industry.

Lawrence’s other eyebrow joined the one already raised. ‘And stupid.’

Well, he was. Who else would paint emulsion over acrylic? ‘I may have been a little harsh, but Roger blatantly ignored my instructions. The radiator pipes weren’t sunk into the plasterboard and he failed to replace the cracked ceramic Verona basin.’



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