My Husband Demanded My $5 Million Lakefront Deed to Save His Failing Company—Then His Mother Shoved Me Down the Stairs and He Served Me Divorce Papers in the Hospital
He did not ask again.
PART 51 — THE BOATHOUSE
I kept Grandfather’s old boathouse exactly as it was.
Mostly.
Captain Miller inspected it.
“You need to reseal the pine.”
“With linseed oil?”
He grinned.
“Your grandfather trained you after all.”
For one afternoon I sanded a rail.
