Nick took the blood pressure band off Henry's arm.
"A little high, but I am pleased with the improvement. It seems that you being home has made a lot of difference."
Henry nodded.
"That bes da biggest reason, Dr. Nick, but also Ise jest had a lifelong stress taken off of me."
"Am I allowed to ask?"
Henry smiled.
"Let's jest say dat Ise exorcized a ghost."
Nick closed his doctor's kit.
"Well, if it concerns a ghost in this place, it is a real thing."
"So, Dr. Nick? 'ow long before Ise can git out of dis bed and start movin' 'round."
"Well, Henry, I see no reason why you can't get up and take some strolls around the house. I would advise that you use the walker until you are strong enough and then maybe use a cane."
Harriette walked into the room.
"Can Ise takes Uncle 'enry for a wheelchair walk 'round da Bay?"
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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...