A Home On Bramble Hill: A feel-good, romantic comedy to make you smile. Holly Martin
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Название: A Home On Bramble Hill: A feel-good, romantic comedy to make you smile
Автор: Holly Martin
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781474008396
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‘You were a child.’
‘A child that had no idea how much things cost. I just took it for granted that there would always be electricity in our farm, that there would always be food on the table. And there was. Only looking back now I realise how hard Alex must have worked to ensure that.
When I was eighteen I applied to go to university and Alex sat me down and told me there was no money to do it. Tuition fees, rent in halls of residence, food – all that would cost money that he simply didn’t have. He told me of his dreams to go to university too, that these dreams were put on hold when our parents died. He told me that if we sold the farm, there would be enough money left over to pay for us both to go to university, to pay our fees and rent and maybe even a small deposit on a house for us once we came back out the other side. As much as I wanted to go to university I wanted my home more, I wanted to live there for the rest of my life, raise my children there. But I knew that Alex’s life had been put on hold for the last nine years, that he should have travelled the world, gone to university, got the job of his dreams… and he couldn’t because of me. As I was eighteen, I knew he should start living his life again. We sold the farm, but I vowed one day I would come back and buy it.
I’ve lived in many places since then, a few months here, a year there, but nowhere has been my home. I don’t know what I’m looking for if I’m honest, it’s just a feeling I suppose, a silly sentimental feeling.’
‘You spend eighteen years in the same place, nothing else is going to compare to it. It’s not silly at all.’
‘I was going to buy it back last year when it came up for sale but I dithered. I didn’t want to take a step back. It felt somehow that I wasn’t moving forward but still living in the past. But I decided that even if I wasn’t going to live in it, I wanted to own it. It’s belonged to the family for over seven generations and it feels wrong that it now belongs to someone else. Unfortunately I was too late, and despite very generous offers to the idiot that’s now living there, he won’t budge. Sorry if the idiot is your friend.’
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