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...
"And I have saved the best for last," Bill joked, as he pulled into the parking lot in front of Dove's Pub.
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"Are they opened?" Daniel wondered.
Bill laughed, as he put the truck in park.
"Of course. They open at around eight."
"Isn't that early for a drinking establishment?"
The two men got out of the truck and walked inside.
"A lot of the men of the village and the contractors we have hired, come here for breakfast."
Daniel was surprised, as they walked into the Pub. Nearly every table was filled and three women were serving breakfast. He recognized Lindsay and Valerie.
"Busy spot."
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"Come on, lets grab that table over there."
"Coffee?" Yolanda yelled out.
"Irish, please."
"Sure thing, love."
The two men sat and Bill lit a cigarette.
Daniel looked at him, a little wide eyed.
"I thought smoking was banned in public places."
"It is," Bill agreed, "but, this is not a public place. Tuckamore Bay is actually a registered business and a private village.
