co n ve r sa t io n w it h s o meon e o t he r tha n H u t t o n . “ Y o u fi na l ly g o t a l l tha t peeli n g pain t sande d of f, mak e s i t loo k bet t er alread y . ”
“ A f t er a couple of coa t s of s t ain it’ l l look e ven bet t e r . ”
“ Y ou did a good job putti n g the ra i li n g back t o gethe r . ”
“ Getti n g ther e . I t’ l l need a couple coa t s of paint thoug h . ”
N ick pol i shed off h i s sand w ich, downed a g l a s s of lemonade and poured an o the r . “ I ’ l l fin i sh the ra i li n g af t e r w e ea t . ” H e dus t ed the c r um b s f rom h i s shi r t and han d s, zeroed in on the chun k y , choco l a t e chip coconut maca d am i a nut coo k i e s on the tr a y . H e broke one in half, s t uffed it in h i s mouth. “ Y ou mak e th e s e?”
“ I did . ” P lea s ed he l i ked the food, she added, “ Des s e r ts are m y spec i a l t y . ”
“ B e s t coo k i e I e ve r a te . W h a t a l l nee d s d o i n g around here?”
T h a t mad e he r l a ug h . “ H o w muc h ti m e d o y o u h a ve? A nd where do I s t a r t? U p t o no w , I ’ ve been concent r a t i n g on the in s ide, get t i n g the g u e st rooms ready u p s t ai r s . ” W hen she s a w the w il li n g look on h i s face, she relu c t antly added the bad ne w s, “ B ut the bathr o oms, they need a l o t of wor k . O l d plum b i n g . I ’ v e pu t tha t of f t oo lo n g . I k n o w tha t w as a m i s t ak e . Do y ou k now a n y thi n g a bout plum b i n g?”
“Som e . ” A n o ther whi t e li e . W h at he k new a bout plum b i n g would f il l a thimbl e .
“ I f y o u thin k i t woul d hel p , I h a v e a how- t o boo k on plum b i n g . A n d e ve r y o t he r boo k o n d o -it- y ou r s el f pr o je c ts k n o wn t o man , ” sh e sai d w it h a ne r vo us l aug h.
N ic k d raine d h i s s econ d g l a s s o f lemonade , suddenly c r a v i ng a col d bee r . T h e li e s , h e though t , coul d mak e a man thi r s t y . K n o w i ng h e shoul d kee p h i s mout h shu t , h e asked a n yw a y , “ D i d y o u h a v e a p l a n whe n y o u s t a r t e d a l l th i s ? ”
J or d an looked a w a y , drew in a breath then calmly blew it ou t . “ The p l an w as...for Sc o t t , m y husband, the p l an w as for us t o t u r n th i s p l ace in t o a B & B . B ut that only l as t ed un t i l h i s uni t g o t ca l le d u p t o I r aq . F ro m tha t p o in t , f ro m the time I found ou t …he w a s n ’t comi n g bac k … thi n g s g ot … ” S he t ook another deep breath. “ S ince Sc o t t died, I h a ve n ’t had a p l an. B u t , if I do n ’t get th i s p l ace up and r unni n g by Ma y f i r s t , get p a y in g g u e s ts in here, get a cash f l ow comi n g in t o show the bank th i s i s a real bu s in es s, I ’ l l l o s e e ve r y thi n g that meant a n y thi n g t o Sc o t t . T h e bank has g iven me s e ve r al e x t en s ion s alread y . Y o u migh t s a y I ’ v e hi t th e prove r b i al b r ick w a l l . ”
“ Ma y one, huh? Ther e ’ s st il l tim e . H ow a bout th i s ? I ’ l l read y our plum b i n g boo k , s ee w h at I can do t o get the hou s e ready and w e ’ l l t a ke it f rom ther e . ” H e s t ood u p . “ W h y do n ’t y ou show me around, show me where t o s t a r t—af t er the porc h tha t i s . ”
S he s t a r t ed w ith a w a l k around the g roun d s. T o he r , it w as bet t er if she showed him the hidden cove below the cliff, the beach, the g roun d s, ho p i n g h e ’ d s ee the po t ent i a l of the p l ace r ight off r a ther than hitti n g him over the head w ith a l l the work that needed d o i n g in s ide the hou s e . F or s ome rea s on it became a l l impo r t ant t o get him on board w ith s eei n g th e ho u s e a s a le g iti ma t e B & B an d a l l i t ha d t o of f e r .
S ince h e ’ d already dug around in the b l ac k -hole - f il led g ar a ge fi r sthand and s ince sh e ’ d p o