Kim shook her head. ‘Those forests are why we bought the land in the first place. There’s a conservation covenant on Journey’s End.’
He frowned. ‘That’ll drag down the value. Could you remove it maybe?’
‘I don’t want to remove it.’
Ben whistled through his teeth. ‘So, we’re looking at the tree change market. You’ll still have to spend a few bucks to bring the house up to scratch. But you’ll never get top dollar from that sort of buyer.’
‘It doesn’t matter,’ said Kim.
‘That’s not something I hear very often.’ Ben looked as if he hoped she might take the words back.
‘Who would I get to fix up the house?’ asked Kim. ‘I don’t know anybody in Tingo.’
‘I can help you there.’ Ben’s smile returned, wide and warm. He certainly was handsome, distractingly so. Or was it just the resemblance to
