Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 26
The Olsens came back to the Antler. No happy faces there.
Mr Olsen said, “What was for sale in town was either too little or too old or on the south side of the lake.”
That I understood. Too old meant termites and the south side of the lake was almost impossible to insure ... too far for the fire department... ‘haven’t lost a basement, yet.’
And too little meant too small for twins.
Mrs Olsen said, “Oh sure ... there were houses in Hart, Bass Lake and Ludington ... Bass has no access to the big lake ... Hart was inland and Ludington ... well ... it’s Ludington.”
Nope ... had to be Pentwater.
They picked up their twins and discussed the situation.
On the drive back south from Ludington, David asked, “So ... you’re looking for modern ... but BIG?”
Mr Olsen agreed, “Yes ... big.”
“Did you see anything you liked?”
Mrs Olsen said, “One thing.”
“What?”
Mr Olsen said, “We slept in it.”
A light shown. “Tyche’s boat?”
“Yup. It’s almost too big ... but that’s better than too small.”
David said, “Ask her.”
“She’ll never sell ... would she?”
“Bet you can get it for under two and a half. She has too many ‘projects.’”
“Projects?”
“Two and a half?”
“That sailboat cost ... new... 6.8 million ... and change.” David said, “She’ll have four hundred thousand in it by spring launch.”
“She builds racing sailboats ... and sells every one she builds.” David was ticking them off as he named them. “She’s building a Pitts biplane. And the little shit is in high school.”
“Sailboats?”
“Airplane?”
“She’s 11. How can she be in high school?”
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