Brittle Stars / Cinnamon

Airbnb

Toby told us about Cinnamon on the morning he left for the airport.

“Oh” he said dry fisting cornflakes straight from the box.

“ My friend Cinnie, she’s going to head down while I’m gone.”

“What?” His voice was so casual I knew …

“My friend Cinnie, she can’t go back to New York at the moment so she’s at a loose end. She’s brilliant at Digital Marketing. She’ll boost the “Fanbouy” brand. We need the cottages to show up there in the luxury rental algoritham sector.

She does all the video stuff too. TikTok and instagram. Like she is totally tied in with top influencers. It’s really lucky, perfect timing, I told her we can’t pay her but she can have my room while I’m gone. I need to get this place on the map. Sorry but I don’t want to live like you guys.

“Are you serious? How long for? Jesus Toby you said you might be gone for a month.”

“I know.”

“ For fucks sake, why are you are telling me this now? What if we don’t like her?”

Toby had groaned, I bore him.

“Mum, I told you she’s fine, she’s a bi…