The partner and I have recently begun the first time homebuyer search. It all started with a thirty-thousand dollar home listing near our downtown area. We discovered a price like that came without walls and decided it was a bit more of a work commitment than we wanted to undertake. The place didn’t look to bad on the outside. The realtor unlocked the doors and we walked inside.
The embarrassment rose hot through my cheeks. I felt stupid for the thought something of that price could be livable and viable by myself. I am not what my father was before his disease. I cannot create what he did. I need to finish this damn book.