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"Yeah, he told me, but can I believe him?"

"Yes you can, Mr Royce," I said quickly and he laughed "I see you have a loyal partner there, Robert You going to introduce us or just stand there looking foolish?"

"This is Laura Logan, Dad Laura, my father, Bob Hope"

"Bob Hope? If I was that good a co over clapboard? Hi, Laura Well, what do you think so far?" he said, stepping back, his hands on his hips We all looked up at the Sea Marina

"It's looking very good, Mr Royce It's going to be beautiful"

"Thank you Robert's had a hand in all this, but you should see what his mother's accomplished inside" "Come on," Robert said

"It's niceyou, Mr Royce"

He save Robert a look of approval that broadened his shoulders even more

"Feel free to drop by anyti a paint brush," he said

"Dad!" Robert protested

"I'd like to," I said "It looks like fun"

"Fun? You call this fun?" he joked "I like this girl, Robert"

"Bye, Dad," Robert said, rolling his eyes and seizing my hand "Come on, let'sme with

trepidation

We went up the front stairs and inside Unlike the outside, the inside of the inn looked like it needed weeks and weeks more of work The floors were still bare, the walls in the sitting roo fro for their fixtures, and doors were still off their hinges, lying against the walls like i to be checked in