| Author: | Kaela Cherie | ISBN: | 9780473191160 |
| Publisher: | Black Sky Ranch | Publication: | April 4, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Kaela Cherie |
| ISBN: | 9780473191160 |
| Publisher: | Black Sky Ranch |
| Publication: | April 4, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Why live a boring life and die of seriousness, when you can infuse an entire village with your awesome personality?
The one where it all begins. Esther Quill is the new owner of The Maudlin Wives Inn, uncovers the inn's mysterious past, mangles the English language and brings the village together in a way only Esther could.
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“We will be putting this town on the map!” declared Mrs. Kent loudly to the assembled throng of village folk that had set up their headquarters in my inn.
I raised my hand.
Mrs. Kent beamed at me. “Yes, Esther?”
“It’s already there.”
The beam dimmed.
“What’s already there, dear?”
“Fishermans Rest.”
She was becoming confused. My boredom was dissipating by the second.
“Fishermans Rest is already where, dear?” she asked.
“On the map. It’s how I found it to begin with. Followed the little red line till it became an even littler red line. The red line stopped. This was at the end of it.”
Silence.
I had made my point.
I might attend more of these meetings.
Why live a boring life and die of seriousness, when you can infuse an entire village with your awesome personality?
The one where it all begins. Esther Quill is the new owner of The Maudlin Wives Inn, uncovers the inn's mysterious past, mangles the English language and brings the village together in a way only Esther could.
***
“We will be putting this town on the map!” declared Mrs. Kent loudly to the assembled throng of village folk that had set up their headquarters in my inn.
I raised my hand.
Mrs. Kent beamed at me. “Yes, Esther?”
“It’s already there.”
The beam dimmed.
“What’s already there, dear?”
“Fishermans Rest.”
She was becoming confused. My boredom was dissipating by the second.
“Fishermans Rest is already where, dear?” she asked.
“On the map. It’s how I found it to begin with. Followed the little red line till it became an even littler red line. The red line stopped. This was at the end of it.”
Silence.
I had made my point.
I might attend more of these meetings.
