Summer Harbor
A Novel
Excerpt
Chapter One
At the foot of the porch steps, the metal For Sale sign clattered in the breeze off the water. A discreet sign, with letters overarching a stylized lighthouse, all done in blue and white, advertising the local agency that handled important real estate: "Seacoast Properties, Ltd."
"Limited to what?" Will asked.
"Limited to the wealthy," his mother, Kiley, replied.
"Like Pop and Nana?"
"Only in the old days of yacht club cotillions and madras shorts. Today's wealthy, the ones who survived the downturn, put Pop's money in the chump change category."
"Chump enough to send me to Cornell."
"This house is sending you to Cornell." Kiley immediately regretted her involuntary sharpness. But the impact of seeing the house, so eerily unchanged from her memory of it, was like grit agai ... read full excerpt from Summer Harbor ebook
