Lindsay looked at her cellphone. A huge smile came to her face when she saw Tanya's name.
She picked up the cellphone from the coffee table and accepted the call.
"Hows is my future daughter in law?"
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Tanya giggled.
"I am fine, Mom.
That still sounds funny.
Just giving a quick call to see 'ow things are going."
"Youse really want to talk 'bout this now? Aren't youse suppose to be spending time with Quinton?"
"Quinton is down in the bar, playing the VLTs and 'aving a beer."
Lindsay laughed.
"Watch him. 'e does have a bit of a compulsive personality."
"He's fine. Ise gave him a couple 'undred dollars. Told him that was all he was getting. Besides Ise needed the break. Ifin yuse knows what I means."
Lindsay laughed.
"I think Ise do."
"Anyway," Tanya continued, "I just wanted some time to call you and see 'ow things are going."
Lindsay took a deep breath.
"Well, Perry's been tryin' to get units for his crews, but so far no luck. The earliest we can get some is a week from now."
Tanya let out a long sigh.
"Wese can't wait another week. I don't want to lose that kind of time. It could set back our opening time for da summer."
"Well, whats else can wese do?"
Tanya went silent for a moment.
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Tuckamore Bay
General FictionMatty Dove had 18 months to try and find a buyer for her late grandmother's lighthouse. A buyer who, she hoped, would not only buy the lighthouse, but love the village so much that they would invest time and money into saving the community. In 18 mo...
