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...
Henry's glasses went flying to the floor, as he staggered backwards, hit the shelving behind the counter and fell to the floor. He landed on his ass, hard, and immediately groaned and grabbed at his chest.
The smaller man grabbed the larger man's arm.
"What the fuck man?"
"He was getting on my nerves."
"We were told to intimidate them, not hurt them. Remember."
The big man broke free of the other's grasp.
"You do things your way and I will do them mine."
At that second, a scream was heard, as Harriette appeared from the back stockroom.
"Uncle 'enry."
She rushed to her uncle and fell to her knees, by his side.
"Uncle 'enry?"
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"I'm okay," Henry whispered, opening his eyes.
Harriette picked up her uncle's glasses and put them on his face, kissing his cheek.
"Mom. Dad," she yelled.
Seconds later Harry and his wife, Mabel, appeared in the store.
"What is goin' on 'ere?" Harry barked, seeing his brother.
He looked at the two men standing near the counter.
"Who da fuck is youse?"
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