Page 42 of Merry with a Brewmaster
“I can’t remember what this place was,” I say, following her as I try to rack my brain.
“It was a gift shop—knickknacks and other touristy things. She closed it up not long ago and is moving to Florida with her husband.”
“Trading one beach for another?”
“Something like that.”
The room is spacious, sunlight pouring in through the windows along the back wall. A large, stained table sits in the middle, and I run my hand over the surface, my heart soaring as the rightness of this moment washes over me.
“It’s good, right?” Saige asks with a sly grin that says she’s good at her job and she knows it.
“So good.” Unable to hold back my smile a minute longer, I nod. “Let’s do it.”
She lets out awhoop,and I chuckle as I pull out my phone and type out a text in my group message.
VIENNA: I need a favor
MONTANA: What kind of favor?
VIENNA: Will you ask Case Thayer if he’ll design a greenhouse for me?
MONTANA: Does this mean you found a shop?!
VIENNA: Yes! And it’s perfect.
MONTANA: I’m so damn proud of you!
MONTANA: But also Case Thayer doesn’t design greenhouses for people
Case Thayer livesin the town next to mine and had constructed a couple of greenhouses on his family’s land. Word around town was that he’d patented the design but so far had refused to sell it.
Which means I’ll shamelessly use my brother to make the ask. The greenhouse would allow me to grow certain flowers year-round and provide some flexibility and cut overhead costs.
And it would be a piece of home right here in Love Beach.
VIENNA: Hence the favor
MONTANA: I don’t know
VIENNA: But I’m your favorite sister!
VIENNA: Just get the tractor stuck and ask him when he comes to help
MONTANA: Very funny
VIENNA: I’m only half kidding
MONTANA: That’s why it’s funny
VIENNA: Please?
MONTANA: Fine
VIENNA: That’s why you’re my favorite brother!
MONTANA: I’m your only brother
VIENNA: Semantics (kiss face emoji)
