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"Sure You the Franklin girl who’s taking over Maude Perkins’ place?"

Surprised, I looked at her with narrowed eyes "How’d you know about that?"

"Srinned She had an easy way about her, pretty face, good energy, unfazed by s--you never kno some people will react "Been out to the house yet?"

"Literally just got into town, but you already knew that?" I asked, eyebrows raised

"I totally did--just ht back with your coffee," she said, heading back inside "Name’s Jessica, by the way," she called over her shoulder as she disappeared through the swinging door

I looked back at Mr Montgon

Frickin’ Mayberry

I liked Mayberry

"Any idea what you’re going to do with the property, now that you’re the sole owner?" he asked a few ned ht now the only thing I can think about is a shower and a nap In exactly that order" I groaned, feeling the grit of the day literally beginning to settle intoa little tour of ined the way this bit of coastline must have looked back in the 1850s when the toas first settled Men and woold, had arrived with only what could be carried in the back of a covered wagon Moved by a sense of purpose and adventure that I now shared, did the women stare at the ocean with exciterit, would they be too tired when their husbands, weary but journey strong, cast their eyes toward the sunbeaht upon her cascading bosoroan, spilling kisses across her salty skin? And when he had tethered his oxen tearass, did he return to the wagon to unleash his own pair of--

"Ms Franklin?"

I shook my head to clear it, punchy from my travels and more than a little worked up now Sick, sick, sick in the head I s"

"You’ve had quite a busy day I think you’ve waited long enough Shall we head over there now?" he asked

"No need, just point ht direction and I can take it fros by myself, and while I appreciated the offer, I didn’t really want anyone else there when I saw the house for the first time in years In my head, it was all very dramatic