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Chapter Sixteen: The Forester & The Vine Inn

Staring up at the inn, Caitlyn couldn't help but feel a little nervous about her interview hat morning; she had spoken with Mrs Stone on the phone and she had been surprised how eager the other woman had been to have her come in. 

Caitlyn had to admit that it was a lovely place and she could see herself working here, she adored the fact that it was out of the way from the busy city that she now called home. 

She hadn't really told anyone about her interview, she had wanted to keep it to herself until she was sure that she had the job. 

Gabby had been more than helpful in getting her in touch with Mrs Stone explaining that the woman's husband was in fact ASA Peter Stone; she had been running the place for years while the owner lived out of town. 

Heading into the inn, Caitlyn was surprised with how busy the place seemed; she hadn't thought it would be that way considering the weather they'd had recently. 

"Hi. I have an interview with Mrs Stone," Caitlyn said smiling politely at the man behind the desk, she stared at him waiting for a moment when he didn't react to what she had said. 

Instead he remained focused on what he was doing, Caitlyn shifted awkwardly not sure what to do but repeat herself a little louder this time. 

"We've talked about this Karim. You have to speak to people when they come to the desk," scolded a woman appearing from the back, she was carrying some files that she put on the desk; the man rolled his eyes and shook his head muttering something under his breath in what appeared to be French. 

Caitlyn turned her focus to the woman, she was dressed in a white shirt and pencil skirt; she had a feeling that this was who she had come to see. 

"You must be Caitlyn. It's a pleasure to meet you," the woman said smiling, she stepped around the desk and offered Caitlyn a hand to shake; she was pleased that she had been able to make it.

Signalling for Caitlyn to follow her back to her office, Mrs Stone lead the way knowing that this had better work; her current head chef was being horribly picky on who she wanted to help her out. 

"Thank you for meeting with me, Mrs Stone," Caitlyn replied keeping pace with her, the woman walked quickly and Caitlyn was thankful that she had worn some sensible heels for the interview. 

It had taken her ages to decide on what to work out what she was going to wear, she knew it was an interview but should she be required to show off her skills then she wanted to be dressed for that. 

Mercedes had been a big help and Gabby had offered to help her out, she had never been so grateful for having girl friends like them around. 

"Please Devyn is fine. Everyone else does," Mrs Stone insisted, she hated the fact that everyone called her that; the name hadn't been a lucky one for the last Mrs Stone. 

Reaching Devyn's office, the two of them made themselves comfortable and Devyn offered Caitlyn a drink before they got down to business with the interview. 

"You used to work at a bakery in New York?" Devyn asked looking down at the CV that Caitlyn had sent in, she sipped on her drink as she stared down at the paper that she had printed off. 

It had been a surprise when she had heard from Caitlyn but not unwelcome, she stared down at the CV as she waited for Caitlyn to respond. 

"I did, it was pretty busy and I made my own bread, biscuits, cakes..." Caitlyn stated watching Devyn, the other woman's face revealed nothing and she couldn't tell what she was thinking. 

Clasping her hands on her lap, Caitlyn continued to talk about her time working at the bakery.

"Don't look so nervous," Devyn said looking up from the paper, she set it down in front of her before she turned her full attention to Caitlyn; she searched her face for something as a smile formed on her face.