Страница 11 из 11
It hadn’t exactly gone that way, she remembered. Marty had wanted to keep moving, but she’d demanded that they settle. Despite having an eight-year-old and four-year-old twins, she’d flat-out told him she would leave him if necessary. The previous winter Adam had spiked a 105-degree fever while they’d been stuck in the godforsaken lighthouse. With a storm raging around them, there’d been no way to get to the mainland and a doctor. She’d spent thirty-six hours in hell, wondering if her son was going to die. In the dark hours before dawn, right before his fever finally broke, she’d vowed she wasn’t going to live like that anymore.
“As luck would have it, the day we arrived in Glenwood we got word of an inheritance. We fell in love with the town right as we found out we had enough money to buy a place and settle down.” She offered a practiced smile. “This house was on the market and we couldn’t resist. It was the perfect opportunity to have both a home and a growing business.”
Конец ознакомительного фрагмента.
Текст предоставлен ООО «ЛитРес».
Прочитайте эту книгу целиком, купив полную легальную версию на ЛитРес.
Безопасно оплатить книгу можно банковской картой Visa, MasterCard, Maestro, со счета мобильного телефона, с платежного терминала, в салоне МТС или Связной, через PayPal, WebMoney, Яндекс.Деньги, QIWI Кошелек, бонусными картами или другим удобным Вам способом.
СКАЧАТЬ КНИГУ