Matty 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...
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Matty walked around the wraparound veranda at the top of the lighthouse and joined Bill on the opposite side from where they usually sat. The would often come to the top of the lighthouse to have a drink and watch the sun go down.
This night, Bill was on the side facing the village.
"You do know that the sun sets on the other side, right?" Matty questioned as she gave Bill a quick kiss on the lips.
He laughed.
"Just feeling sentimental tonight."
"About what?"
Matty leaned on the rail, facing him.
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"Life I guess. I don't know. Just feeling different."
"Nanny Dove told me that she had a nice talk with you."
"Well she did most of the talking."
Bill turned to Matty.
"You know the old girl is pretty wise, for a ghost."
"Yea. She told me you were having doubts again.
Still thinking about that condo in Jamaica?"
Bill laughed and shook his head.
"No.
Looking at Aruba now. Much nicer. Fewer tourists."
Matty kissed Bill on the cheek and put her arm around his waist, pulling close.
