CHAPTER 39
“JAMIE, IF YOU and Sara start over on that wall; I’ll do this one, and Peter, perhaps you can start in the kitchen?”
“Aye aye, Cap’n.” Peter saluted as he picked up a paintbrush.
With the end of the cold weather in sight, Lyn’s spirits had lifted with the arrival of Spring. She hummed as she opened one of the tins of magnolia paint that had been sitting unused in her hallway for months. The café would be open for business within a few weeks, and her days would soon be full again. She felt her energy levels rising with the knowledge that she would be her own boss, running her own business, and it felt good knowing she would be self-employed and productive at an age when some people were beginning to think about retiring. She had already made the first of many visits to th
