She had no use for the pontoon boat after her husband died.
Ever since buying it twenty years ago, they’d entertained guests on sunset cruises from their lakeside cabin. Even after his cancer diagnosis.
She hadn’t thought about the craft until three months after the funeral. Mounted on its trailer, it had remained parked in the woods at the back of their property, out of sight until her son had asked about it.
Her children didn’t want the boat, or her the reminder of her loss.
Their pastor allowed her to place the boat outside his church to attract buyers.
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