Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 135696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
He went on to share, “Coffee. Creamer. Milk. Some bread and cold cuts. Oatmeal. And Brenda added her world-famous taco meat with all the fixin’s, so you have some dinner. There’s also a bottle of champagne in there for you too.”
“Wow,” I replied, not hiding my surprise. “That’s very generous.”
And it was.
Shockingly so, considering how well-kept this adorable cabin was, on top of the fact the rent was very inexpensive. It was, essentially, a one room cabin, but if the pictures were anything to go by, it had kitchen, living and bedroom areas, as well as a reading nook.
I didn’t need much, so I hadn’t been perusing mansions. Everything I’d looked at was kind of like this, but this cabin was by far the least expensive, and because of that, I worried all the fabulous photos had been taken twenty years prior and the place would be a wreck.
Unless the inside told a different tale, it was not.
“Let’s get you in,” he said, turning toward the door. He turned back. “We got the boxes you sent. Me and Doc stacked ’em up inside. You got anything in the car I could help you with?”
First…Doc?
Who was Doc?
Second, I had two big suitcases, a carry on, a laptop bag, my purse, and the aforementioned groceries in my car.
“I’m excited to see the inside,” I told him.
He studied me, his eyes went to my SUV, which visibly had stuff in it, then he shrugged, opened the screen door, the main door, and walked in.
I followed him.
The minute I stepped over the threshold, I stopped dead.
I noted vaguely he was still giving me a wide berth so I’d feel safe, and was heading all the way across the space.
But this vaguely was vague.
Because, if the outside was colorful and charming, the inside was downright quaint.
Lots of windows let in a dappled sunshine, due to the fact the trees grew close to the cabin.
To the left, the living room area, with a denim-covered couch, which at that very moment, I fancied I could hear screaming, Come and take a nap!
Accompanying this was a worn-in, but not worn-out, leather club chair. A low coffee table decorated with some coffee table books, which looked to be about flowers and nature, and another jar of fresh-cut wildflowers. Interesting lamps, side tables and a beautiful, braided rug underneath it all finished this cozy space.
Onward from that was an iron bed with a white wedding ring quilt, the rings in the key shades of pink and peach. Bright-white eyelet shams on European pillows over double stacks of pillowcases with pale yellow sheets that had tiny pink polka dots. Full, bolster along the front of the euros in yellow and peach stripes. One of those amazing throws made of huge threads of yarn was tossed diagonally across the bed, and it was pale green.
The elaborate footboard ended with an old trunk, and the nightstands beside the bed were mismatched.
The one I couldn’t fully see on the opposite side was distressed white with faded flowers painted on the drawer. The other one I could totally see was a porcelain blue, three-drawer, with ornate flower handles and the middle bulge and bowed feet of French Provincial design. Both nightstands had adorable, shabby chic lamps on top.
At the end of the large, open space, to the left, was a room, the door opened. I could see the sun shining through it and an old-fashioned, white mosaic tile floor. The bathroom.
Across from that, at the back, were two more small rooms, doors closed.
But in the middle, between the bathroom and those rooms, was a short hallway that led to the back door. It had a built-in bench with cubbies underneath, a blue gingham pad on top, and hooks on the wall above it.
To the right, the kitchen area, with pale-green cabinets, butcherblock counter tops, and shelves, on which sat a variety of pastel-colored stoneware and antique-looking glassware. There was a bar/island with three old barstools painted soft yellow, pink and blue, and a farmhouse sink with copper faucets. An interesting, copper light feature with three lights ran along the island. All the appliances looked modern, even new, and were stainless steel.
Next to the kitchen, closer to where I stood, was a six-seater farmhouse table painted in yellow with mismatched chairs. A big vase sprouting with more wildflowers sat on the top.
Rounding this out, directly to my right, the space had built-in shelves, partially filled with books and knickknacks, but with plenty of room to add to the library and the look. In the corner was a gorgeous, cushiony, pink reading chair with a leather ottoman pouf and two side tables, the better to hold beverages and plates of food and rest books, with an overarching lamp that would light your way as you dove into dozens of different worlds.