“Beaumont thinks this cabin is a pile of bad memories and legal bills.

He thinks land is just an asset you trade for a bigger number in a bank.

But a true inheritance isn’t money.

Money is easily spent, easily lost, easily stolen.

An inheritance is an anchor.

It’s knowing there is one piece of ground on this earth that cannot be bought at any price — where your mother watched the mist come off the water, where you swam every summer, where, when people tried to shove us off it, we stood and held.”

I had thought a great deal, in those three years, about why I would not sell, because on paper selling made a kind of sense and everyone from Beaumont to my own cautious heart could see it.