Bobbie grinned like the Cheshire Cat when she opened the door. “Oh, my dears. Do come in.” She stepped back, and Janey led the way into the bigger beach bungalow that sat next door to their cottage. “Come in.”
“This is lovely,” Janey said, gazing around at all the white. White walls, white shiplap, white ceilings. Even the furniture was white as white co…
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