Page 8 of The Life Daisy Devlin Designed
Daisy looked over at him. “Say it. You’ll feel better.”
“I’m not sure you want to hear it.”
Daisy frowned. “I always want to hear your thoughts.”
He hesitated. “Yeah, it’s not really a work thing, though.”
“Is it an astrology thing?”
“Yeah.”
Daisy had learned that apart from interior architecture Fionn’s passion was astrology. After listening to him explain the ruling moons and planets for Taurus, she’d downloaded the ‘MyStarScope’ app on her phone. It offered daily, bite-sized forecasts for every sign and, even though she didn’t take it seriously, she liked that all the predictions were so positive.
“I wouldn’t mention anything except that at the moment there’s a seismic shift happening for you,” Fionn said seriously.
“Just for me?” Daisy was glad Laura wasn’t in yet – she had no time for astrology. “Or is this for all Taureans?”
“Of course not!” Fionn swept his fringe across his forehead. “I used the time and date of your birth and studied the recent movement of your ruling planet Venus to see if –”
“You’ve lost me, Fionn!” Daisy hid a smile. MyStarScope that morning had simply read that with the moon in Capricorn it was a good day to take chances. She just hoped it didn’t mean that she should try out a new coffee shop.
Fionn looked a bit unsure. “Should I shut up?”
She felt a stab of guilt. Fionn was the first intern they’d taken on. Daisy had taken him out on site a few times, and given him some projects to do, but a lot of the time he just doubled as their secretary and looked after their website and social media. She wondered if he was a bit bored.
“No! Please go on.”
“Well, as you know it’s not an exact science.” Fionn chewed on his lip.
Daisy nodded. “Obviously.”
“But it looks like someone from your past is going to come back into your life, and will completely change everything.”
“I see.”
Clearly, this was Fionn’s attempt at keeping her spirits up. He knew how badly she wanted the chance to work on Granary House. But, as Matt hadn’t bothered to reply, she knew what an unlikely possibility that was.
“What about your crystal collection?” she asked. “Is it still down in Cork at your parents’ place?”
“Yeah. Well, except for a couple of amethysts.”
“Amethysts?”
“They’re good for anxiety.”
Daisy’s heart squeezed for him.
“I had to persuade my mam not to use all my moonstones for decorating her pot plants around the front door.” He flicked his fringe out of the way. “I really have no room for them in Dublin.Plus, Crona, one of my housemates, is in a prayer group and she gave me a Bible for my last birthday.” He widened his eyes. “Some things aren’t worth the hassle.”
Daisy managed to keep a straight face.
“Though sometimes,” he went on, “about important issues, it’s better to be honest – especially with family. Like, it was a bit of a struggle for Mam and Dad to accept who I am, but they’re cool now.”
“It must be difficult to come out,” Daisy said carefully.
Fionn looked confused. “Oh, they knew I was gay. I meant me being a pagan. I still have to keep that a secret from my gran.”
“Sorry I’m late!” Laura burst through the door. “Did someone get coffee?” She glanced over at Fionn’s desk.
