Three There was a sport utility vehicle parked in the circular driveway in front of the Bancroft House, which was unarguably the biggest, the most beautiful and the most prominent house in town. Sitting on a knoll, with a view of the ocean from every window, it was a monument to the past, a tribute to Hayley’s ancestors, the early Bancrofts who’d made their fortune in lumber. Way too big for a single person, even way too big for a family with two children and a grandfather who had lived on the third floor. Hayley still loved living there. But she couldn’t afford to live there much longer unless she earned some money. Turning the house into a bed and breakfast seemed like an obvious solution for a woman with no discernible skills except doing community development in Africa and volunteer work in Portland, cooking and running a house. She’d done the latter for her husband and got no credit for it, why not do it for profit? Only there was no profit. Not yet. That was the cry all over New Hope.
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