"Are you out of your fucking mind?"
Bill turned to walk away from Fred, just as Matty came into the store.
"Hey sweetie," she smiled.
Bill walked to her, taking her by the arm, gently.
"Come on, we're going."
"What? Wait?"
Matty broke free of his hold.
"Sweetie, I need some things for supper tonight."
"We can get them later."
Fred walked toward Matty.
"And who might this beautiful young lady be?"
Matty smiled and walked toward Fred.
"I am Matty Dove and you are?"
"I am Billy's Uncle Fred."
Bill turned to see Fred hug Matty.
"You have got to be kidding me."
Bill stepped toward Matty and took her arm again.
"Come on hun."
"Bill, what is wrong with you?"
"I don't like the company."
Fred tried to explain.
"Me and Billy have some unsavoury history."
Bill laughed.
"Unsavoury? Are you fucking kidding me?"
Bill pointed at Fred, his hand shaking slightly..
"He kicked me out in the street when I was sixteen."
"Well you did sleep with my wife, your aunt."
Matty turned to Bill, wide eyed.
"Really?"
He shook his head.
"That is not what happened at all."
"Well it broke my heart when I walked into the bedroom and I saw Billy and my beloved Longsgramella together."
Fred put his hand on his heart.
"I never got over it."
"So where is your beloved Longsgramella now?" Bill wondered aloud.
"She left me."
"Because of what happened?" Matty wondered.
"Well ...."
Bill laughed and shook his head.
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Tuckamore Bay
Ficção geralMatty 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...