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Publié par | Baker Publishing Group |
Date de parution | 04 octobre 2016 |
Nombre de lectures | 0 |
EAN13 | 9781441230584 |
Langue | English |
Poids de l'ouvrage | 5 Mo |
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Title Page
Copyright Page
© 2016 by Michael Phillips
Published by Bethany House Publishers
11400 Hampshire Avenue South
Bloomington, Minnesota 55438
www.bethanyhouse.com
Bethany House Publishers is a division of
Baker Publishing Group, Grand Rapids, Michigan
www.bakerpublishinggroup.com
Ebook edition created 2016
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means—for example, electronic, photocopy, recording—without the prior written permission of the publisher. The only exception is brief quotations in printed reviews.
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is on file at the Library of Congress, Washington, DC.
ISBN 978-1-4412-3058-4
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, incidents, and dialogues are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Cover design by LOOK Design Studio
Cover photography by Aimee Christenson
Author is represented by Alive Communications, Inc.v
Dedication
This is a series about generational legacies, those that extend in both directions. As I have written these stories, my thoughts have been filled with influences that have come down to me from my own parents and grandparents and ancestors even further back, including their Quaker heritage. And I am constantly reminded of those who have followed, namely Judy’s and my sons and grandchildren, and whatever my life has been and will be capable of passing on to them.
More than two decades ago I dedicated books of a series to our three sons. They were young, and my father’s heart was filled with visions of the years ahead we would share together. Now they are grown men. Whatever legacy a father is able to pass on to his sons looks much different to me at today’s more mature vantage point from which to assess life’s unfolding and progressive journey—both mine and theirs.
Therefore, to our three sons and the men of spiritual stature they have each become, I gratefully and lovingly dedicate the volumes of this series.
Contents
Cover 1
Title Page 3
Copyright Page 4
Dedication 5
Tulloch Clan Family Tree 9
Map of Whales Reef, Shetland Islands 10
Part 1—July 2006 11
1. Life Turned Upside Down 13
2. The Visitor 18
3. Tea and Questions 22
4. Ambitions 25
5. The Village 27
6. Baker and Bookseller 34
7. Wave of Past Doubts 40
8. A Fisherman Bearing Gifts 42
9. Two Thoughtful Men 47
10. An Observer 50
11. Memories and Quandaries 52
12. The Journal 55
13. A Legacy Begins— The Crossing 59
14. Texan Out of Water 65
15. Snooping Eyes 68
16. Unfinished Business 71
17. Busy Hands 76
18. A Legacy Begins— The Hotel 81
Part 2 87
19. Revelation 89
20. Outburst 95
21. Isobel Matheson 98
22. Fish Supper 106
23. A Different View 112
24. Overheard Threats and Schemes 118
25. Secrets 124
26. The Center 127
27. Sidewalk Meeting 133
28. On the Moor 136
29. Letter Home 142
30. A Legacy Begins— The Cliffs 146
Part 3 155
31. Saturday in Lerwick 157
32. Complex Spiritual Roots 165
33. Where Leads the Quest? 169
34. A Request 172
35. Profession or Calling 175
36. A Legacy Begins— The Introduction 181
37. The Price of Obedience 187
38. Sunday at the Parish Kirk 194
39. Decision 198
40. Lerwick Again 201
41. In the Lobby of the Kvelsdro House 206
42. The Mill 212
43. Say It With Fists 215
44. An Invitation 221
45. An Evening at the Auld Hoose 224
46. A Legacy Begins— The Dinner 233
47. It Can’t Be! 239
48. An Empty Cottage 244
49. A Legacy Begins— The Silence 249
50. Above the Atlantic . . . Again 252
Part 4 255
51. Mother of All Reentries 257
52. High Tea Stateside 261
53. Disconcerting Proposition 270
54. The Green Fields of Home 275
55. The Boulder, the Creek, and the Meadow 280
56. An Angry Fisherman 286
57. Stranger in the Meadow 289
58. Who Am I? 295
59. Spiritual Connections 298
60. The Cancer of Spiritual Elitism 302
61. Partners of Necessity 306
62. Fountain of Darkness 309
63. The Rolltop Desk 313
64. Duty and Destiny 319
65. Girl Talk 326
66. Two Are Better Than One 331
67. Clandestine Search 334
Part 5 339
68. Crisis in Whales Reef 341
69. Aborted Plans 348
70. The Town Square Again 351
71. Confrontation 355
72. Secret Plans 360
73. Falling Out 363
74. The Cliffs 367
75. Guest at the Cottage 369
76. Saturday at the Auld Hoose 374
77. Keeper of the Key 379
78. The Reefs 384
79. Quiet Evening 387
80. Thoughtful Walk 390
81. The Chief’s Cave 394
82. Cloudy Future 399
83. The Color of Love 403
Books by Michael Phillips 407
About the Author 409
Back Ads 410
Back Cover 411
Tulloch Clan Family Tree
Map of Whales Reef, Shetland Islands
Part 1 — July 2006
1 Life Turned Upside Down
W HALES R EEF , S HETLAND I SLAND S , S COTLAND
The letter two weeks before had been brief. Less than half a page. Yet in an instant it had turned her life upside down.
Alonnah “Loni” Ford—orphan, athlete, and financial executive in training—was still reeling from the impact of the sudden change to her fortunes.
She pulled the single folded sheet from the pages of the journal in her lap and read it once again.
Dear Miss Ford:
Last year in the small Scottish fishing village of Whales Reef in the Shetland Islands, Mr. Macgregor Tulloch passed away leaving no will and no immediate family. After an exhaustive search in a difficult and controversial probate, we finally have been able to locate your whereabouts and establish contact with you as the closest living heir to Mr. Tulloch’s estate. His holdings are sizable, and the estate includes the Cottage which was Mr. Tulloch’s lifetime home, as well as most of the acreage and properties of the island of Whales Reef. These will now pass to you.
Unfortunately, time is of the essence in this matter. As it has taken us so long to locate you and, working with attorneys in the U.S., to confirm your identity by certificates of birth and marriage, it is urgent that you sign documents and take possession of the property in person within two weeks. After that time it will pass to the next in line.
If you could email me of your receipt of this letter, and your plans, I would be honoured to establish a time when we could arrange for you to meet me in Lerwick and make plans for you to see the property.
I am,
Sincerely yours, Jason MacNaughton, MacNaughton, Dalrymple, & MacNaughton Lerwick, Scotland U.K.
And now two weeks later here she was—on the remote island with the quaint name , in the Great Room of the so-called Cottage spoken of in the letter. She was sitting facing a huge stone fireplace, gazing into a fire she was proud to have made herself, its earthy bricks of peat glowing orange and hot.
Hardly a cottage , Loni thought as she glanced about. Everything Lerwick solicitor Jason MacNaughton had told her about the “manor house” of the former head of the Tulloch clan of Whales Reef had been confirmed the moment she’d walked through the front door.
Not exactly a castle either , she supposed. Yet in spite of its austere stone exterior, it was the nearest thing to a castle she had ever been in.
“Perhaps you are under a misapprehension about the term cottage,” MacNaughton had told her. “The word is not always a designation of size. By the standards of the rest of the island, it is a very large dwelling indeed. Mr. Tulloch lived in it alone, however, along with his butler, housekeeper, and gamekeeper.”
He was right. The place was huge.
A butler! Loni smiled as she remembered her reaction to the so licitor’s list of occupants. She could not help being curious why she hadn’t seen these three residents of the Cottage since her arrival. She wondered if the mysterious butler would be wearing a tuxedo and tails.
Her bewilderment over the time warp she had passed through continued as MacNaughton went on to tell her about the island and its clan chief and something called a laird .
“Times have changed,” he explained. “The two titles—laird and chief—are now separate. But Whales Reef has deep ties to the Highlands of the Scottish mainland. These islanders march to a different drum than most of Shetland. The chief, who is more of a figurehead these days, lives in the other large dwelling on the island. The Old House, it is called. You, of course, as heir, will be the new laird—the traditional Scottish term for lord . . . landlord, if you will. You will basically own the majority of the island. Its tenants will pay you rent.”
She still couldn’t wrap her head around that idea. If she accepted the inheritance, she would be the “laird.” A title to go with the inheritance, for goodness’ sake!
The interview with MacNaughton had taken place two days ago. Loni’s brain was still spinning. And if she signed the papers awaiting her back at MacNaughton’s office in the Shetland capital, this Cottage where she now sat, and all the land and houses and buildings in the village . . . the entire estate of old Macgregor Tulloch would be hers .
She still could not help but think they had the wrong person. Yet MacNaughton repeatedly assured her there was no mistake. She was the long-lost great-great-granddaughter of Ernest Tulloch, the man they called the “Auld Tulloch.” As such she was the closest heir of Ernest’s childless grandson, Macgregor Tulloch.
This unbelievable turn of events was all the more unexpected in that she had grown up knowing virtually nothing about her mother’s side of the family. From out of the blue that unknown heritage had led her to this out-of-the-way place and a legacy she never knew existed. Her lengthy visit yesterday with retired veterinarian Sandy Innes opened whole new doors into her past. The aging Shetlander was old enough to have been acquainted with the Auld Tulloch, Ernest himself. Listening as he told about the family gathered for Ernest’s funeral fifty years before, the heritage of