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Amandathis story is part of the FanClub (ff:romantic, 9146 words)

Author: Inga Picture in profile
Added: Jun 25 2000Views / Reads: 2716 / 2371 [87%]Story vote: 9.11 (9 votes)
Melissa believes the power outage at her B&B to be the icing on the cake of her bad day. However, when she sees the woman sent to check her wiring, she has a hunch her luck is about to change.
 


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Part One:

It had been one of those days. You know the type, when everything you try to do seems to go wrong somehow. I suppose I should tell you a little about myself, so you know what I’m talking about.

My name is Melissa. I am twenty six years old and I live in a small coastal town just outside Salem, Oregon. Last year, I had finally realized my dream of opening my own bed and breakfast inn. It’s called Magnolia House. I am very proud of what I have done with the place. When I first bought the property, it was a run down, ramshackle old Victorian. At one time, it had been the home of a shipping magnate and his large family -- and I do mean large. I swear, this man took to heart the passage in the bible ‘be fruitful and multiply’. I felt sorry for his wife, giving birth to sixteen children. The place had four floors, numerous bedrooms, communal bathrooms on each floor and several large common rooms on the first floor. The servant’s quarters on the first floor had been renovated into my own private rooms, but the rest of the house was open to the guests, except the kitchen.

I know what you’re thinking. How does a single, twenty-six year old woman afford a venture such as this? It’s simple really. When my father died, I found out that I had been named as his beneficiary in his company life insurance policy. You see, my father was an oil worker in Inuit, Alaska. He and my mother had divorced (badly) and he had no ...

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