Playing by the Rules: The feel-good heart-warming and uplifting romance perfect for Valentine’s Day. Rosa Temple

be something we can salvage from this … this …’ He looked at the factory with a frown and I couldn’t hide the one on my brow because the factory looked close to collapsing. I took a deep breath.

      ‘Come on, Anthony. We can do this,’ I said and started marching eagerly towards the open door. Just inside it was a man with ancient lines on his face. I say ancient because his face looked more than old and I was sure each line could tell a story. He sat at a desk in a small and dim corridor, reading a newspaper. His reading glasses sat at an angle on the tip of a rather bulbous nose and he squinted to see in the faint light. Anthony cleared his throat.

      ‘If you’re looking for Go-Karting Kings,’ the man said without looking up, ‘they packed up and moved out Kent way.’ He licked his thumb and turned a page in his newspaper.

      I was wearing Prada. Did I look like I wanted to jump in a go-kart? I stepped forward and introduced myself.