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Chapter Six-2
“I expect to be staying much longer, but I’ve just arrived. I want to get acquainted with the area before I make any permanent plans. But this is a lovely place.” I gazed around at the mix of turn-of-the-century details and 1920’s charm. She faintly smiled, stuffed the cash into her apron pocket then motioned for me to follow her up the stairs. “You can have either of the two rooms on the back of the house, numbers 2 or 3. They have the best view of the ocean. #1 is rented to Mary Garcia and the one at the end of the hall, well, that is #4, that was George’s. It’s not ready to be rented again.” I wondered who George was, but didn’t have the nerve to ask. In Room #2 the bead-board walls were painted a dazzling white and trimmed with blue. I imagined in the afternoon the space would be f
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