The text came in one morning over the holidays: “Want to go to the Mill?”
My daughter, a high schooler, was at her favorite coffee shop reading, and I was at home working. We were texting about our plans together that afternoon. So far, we’d decided to grab a bite to eat and go shopping for a new comforter for her room (50% off After Christmas Sale!).
And now she was asking if we could also go to a nearby park called the Mill...
On Tuesday of this week, I had to report to jury duty in the city. In order to be on time, I left the house very early to get ahead of the traffic. As I drove through the neighborhood just at sunrise, I caught glimpses of the moon through the trees.
I looked for it eagerly, because I'd somehow missed the opportunity the night before to see the supermoon, the biggest and brightest full moon since 1948.
The For Sale by Owner sign caught my eye as my good friend and realtor, Wayne, drove down the street. He was telling a great story, but I wasn’t listening. I was looking in the side mirror, trying to see the house we had just passed.
We'd planned to check out another place in the cul-de-sac, but now that one didn’t interest me. I asked him to go back.
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