Hint of Charm: Small-town Sweet Romance with a Hint of Magic (Spellbound in Hawthorne Book 3) by Lorin Grace & Maria Hoagland

Hint of Charm: Small-town Sweet Romance with a Hint of Magic (Spellbound in Hawthorne Book 3) by Lorin Grace & Maria Hoagland

Author:Lorin Grace & Maria Hoagland [Grace, Lorin & Hoagland, Maria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Currant Creek Press
Published: 2021-05-01T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eleven

Liberty sat on the back porch swing, exhausted. With Oliver’s help, she had accomplished more over the weekend than she imagined she could.

The back door creaked. “There you are.” Grandpa sat down beside her. “The place is looking nice. Those Monroe boys have been a big help. Looks like you even got your British friend to work for you.”

“He offered.”

“Not a bad guy, is he?”

“Not for a Brit.”

“You and your Brits. You can’t judge everyone by King George.”

Liberty laughed. “The cousins already gave me that lecture.”

“I kind of like him,” Grandpa said, ignoring Liberty’s comment. “If he hadn’t hit you driving on the wrong side of the road, I might try to play matchmaker.”

“Grandpa.” She rolled her eyes.

“Hey, I need a great-grandson. My brother Luke has been saying this place should be passed on to his son since I no longer have a son.”

“But you had one.”

“But my son didn’t have a son.”

“He had me.”

Grandpa patted Liberty’s knee. “I couldn’t ask for a better granddaughter, but this place has always passed from father to son. If Michael were alive, I would have already turned the place over to him.”

“But Dad isn’t alive. Why can’t you let me inherit?”

Grandpa rubbed his chin. “It’s never been done. A woman has never inherited the inn. When Silas Jr. was killed in 1779, Lavinia’s father gave the place to Josiah, not to his daughter.”

“But laws were different a hundred years ago. I’m not sure what they were here, but in most places, a woman couldn’t own property independent of her husband.” Liberty struggled to keep an even tone.

“I’m not sure you can take care of this place alone. After all, it didn’t pass on to the next generation until the son was married. Mostly, so he’d have a wife to cook and help.”

Liberty tried not to roll her eyes.

“Is marriage a requirement?”

Grandpa rubbed his chin again. “I don’t rightly know. I don’t even know if there’s anything written about how the property passes on.”

“So there is nothing legal?”

“My dad just went into the attorney and signed the deed over to me when he was in his sixties. Simple as pie.” Grandpa looked over the backyard. “There might be something up in the attic or maybe over at the historical society.”

“I wonder if Makenna has anything in her books.” They hadn’t looked for that the other day when they were searching for information on the well. But then, they hadn’t been looking for information on the house.

“That would be a good place to start. I’ll go through some of those old papers in the attic.”

“So you will give this place to me?”

“No, I’m not giving the house to you.”

Liberty blinked to hold back the tears that suddenly sprung to her eyes

“If you get this place, it is because you earned it.” Grandpa stood and walked into the orchard.

Earned it? If she hadn’t earned the B&B by now, she never would. She had nothing else to give. Ever since her father died, all she’d done was work for the B&B.



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