Chapter 25
When Charlie heard Jack was gone, he grinned like a kid on Christmas morning.
“Finally! I thought that guy was gonna stay here forever.”
Olivia laughed. “Even if he did, he couldn’t take me away. How about we go get our wedding party?”
In Lakewood, a wedding feast was as official as paperwork. Most folks didn’t even bother going to the county to register. But Charlie didn’t mind making it formal. In fact, the sooner the better.
“I’ll go with you tomorrow,” he said quickly. “Let’s throw a proper wedding too–so the whole county knows you’re mine.”
His goofy grin was full of honest love.
Olivia smiled back.
But heading into the county also reminded her of something else–her savings.
She had brought ten grand with her. That kind of money could change lives in Lakewood. And with the government encouraging people to lease unused land, she realized… it was time to do more than just survive.
That evening, after they finished up for the day, Olivia called Charlie into her room. She closed the doors and windows, then sat him down.
“Charlie, I need to tell you something.”
He blinked, serious in an instant.
“I brought some money with me when I moved here. A decent amount. I want to start a small business in town. Will you come with me?”
Charlie’s eyes widened. To him, business was something rich folks did–people in the city, not muddy–booted farmhands like himself.
“M–me? But… all I know is farming. I wouldn’t know the first thing about business.”
“That’s okay,” Olivia said, eyes bright. “You don’t have to. I do. I’ve got a plan. I just need your support.”
Charlie hesitated–then suddenly dug into his pocket and pulled out a small wad of cash.
“This is my stash. Not much, but it’s all yours. Whatever you want to do, I’m in.”
After some remodeling, she decided to sell rice and grains–simple, practical, and always in demand.
Just them.
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