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...
When Matty awoke on Christmas morning, Bill had already been up for over an hour. The house was warm, a fire burning in the fireplace. The Christmas tree was alive with lights and Christmas songs played quietly, in the background.
She walked to her husband and kissed him gently on the lips.
"Merry Christmas my darling man. I love you so much."
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Bill returned the kiss, hugging his wife tightly.
"Merry Christmas, Mrs. Williams."
He kissed her again.
"Now you go sit in front of the fire and I will get you a hot chocolate."
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When Bill returned, Matty was looking under the Christmas tree.
"I thought we agreed on no presents."
Bill shrugged.
"What makes you think they are for you?"
She showed Bill one of the beautifully wrapped boxes.
"My name is on it, Santa."
Bill passed her a hot chocolate.
"Well if its from Santa, it don't count."
"Well I really didn't get you much."
Bill sat on the floor next to her and rubbed her belly.
