The house felt empty to me as I entered, the big grandfather clock in the foyer chiming 4PM as I walked through the door. I was without guests the next two days, a rarity since I'd taken over the B&B, and a welcome bit of quiet, to be honest. The next two months were fully booked, right to the first week of January, this odd little lull the perfect window for me to catch my breath, get some minor things finished to the house and recoup my energy before the next wave of excited ...