The house looked like a sand castle after the tide had come in. Except sand suggested a crumbling grayness, and the tall, narrow house was a fresh white. A front porch was large enough for a swinging bench if I could bear that level of domesticity. | Copyright 2014 by Lane Robins. Narrated by Bonnie MacBird.
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