Chapter Ten
Elise arrived early at the B&B Thursday to go over her expense sheets and project list. She tallied up the items and labor she’d figured into her bid and hoped that she could pull off this project and make the kind of profit she needed to help pay the taxes and fix the roof. Wes came down the stairs just as she was checking the walls to prep them for painting. “Man, this place is depressing. There’s so much work still to do,” she grumbled. “Carter, the owners’ son, built a whole gazeebo for a wedding in like two weeks and I’m still down here plugging away.
“It’s not that bad,” Weston said.
Elise turned to him and then flourished her hand toward the chipped sheetrock and the grotesque green shag carpet, her eyes bulging.
Weston took a step back, chuckling. “So what’s the nex
