“Oh God, I didn’t even think about that.” Francis chuckled.
“You could have couple of the rooms upstairs in AirBnB type use if you ever needed the money,” Moira said. “Just a thought. This house has so much promise once it’s fixed and redecorated—no offence, Mother.”
Henrietta snickered. “None taken. I know it’s more than a little dated.”
“I’ll get a realtor to draw up the papers and you can take a look, see what you think?” Moira looked at Francis and Mark expectantly, and they nodded in unison.
“Yes, please.” Francis reached for Mark’s hand and gave it a squeeze.
“Thank you for the offer,” Mark said to Henrietta and Moira both. “It means a lot.”
It felt as if the whole town and half of New Jersey was there.