“Because of the video?”
Willow sighed. “You’ve seen it.”
“Who hasn’t? For an amateur recording, it’s really good.” Brooke took a bar of fudge off the shelf and popped it into a bag. “While you’re eating this, you can tell me what’s wrong.”
Willow held the bag up to her face. The rich, chocolatey scent tickled her nose. “It could take a while.”
“You’ll be doing me a favor. I still have to wrap thirty Easter eggs before tomorrow. Listening to you will make the time go more quickly.”
Willow took off her jacket. “I’ll help.”
“You don’t need to.”
“I know how busy you’ve been. You must be looking forward to your honeymoon.”
Brooke walked through a set of doors and into the commercial kitchen. “I can’t wait. It will be wonderful to spend time with Levi and not worry about the store.”
After Willow washed her hands, she pulled on a hairnet and apron. Brooke showed her how to wrap the chocolate eggs and add a cute ribbon to the boxes. “Are these orders being delivered to your customers or are they going in your store?”
“They’re online orders. When Sam added the e-commerce software to Sweet Treats’ website, I thought I’d get a dozen orders a week. But it’s been crazy. Most days, Kathleen and I are sending at least twenty boxes of candy to our customers. When you factor in the candy we’re making for the store, it’s mind-boggling.”
Willow cut a sheet of red cellophane in half. “I’m glad you’re selling lots of candy. You’ve invested a lot of time and money into Sweet Treats.”
“You’ve done the same with your photography business. Have you finished the canvases for the exhibition in Bozeman?”
“Nearly. The last one has to be finished by Wednesday afternoon.”
Brooke placed a box of ribbon on the counter. “Is that why you were upset when you came into the store?”
“No. It’s because of the video on YouTube. I’m getting lots of messages from total strangers. They want to know what I’ve been doing and if I’m going back to Nashville.”
“I’m sorry. Levi and I should have asked everyone not to record the songs. It never occurred to us that something like this would happen.”
“I didn’t think about it, either.” Willow was still annoyed at herself for not being more careful. Hadn’t she learned anything since she’d left Nashville?
“What have you told the people who have contacted you?”
Willow’s hands stilled over the egg she was wrapping. “Nothing.”
“Maybe that’s the problem.”
“If I say anything, it will only encourage people to ask more questions.”
“Was Levi able to tell you who loaded the video onto YouTube?” Brooke asked.
“It was one of his teenage cousins. She didn’t know anything about my life or why it wasn’t a good idea to share the clip.”
Brooke handed Willow some white satin ribbon. “I could ask Levi to call her. She could add a comment under the video telling everyone you’re not returning to country music.”
Willow wasn’t sure anything would work, but it was worth a try. “Thanks. That would be great.”
“Now tell me about Zac. Has he decided to stay in Sapphire Bay?”
Heat rushed to Willow’s face. “I think so. We’re going on our first date tomorrow night.”
Brooke smiled. “Hopefully it doesn’t involve any more trips to the hospital.”
“Doc Reilly is in Sapphire Bay tomorrow, so we’re safe.”
