Glimpse into Your Window

By: Leslie Lindsay

I pass through the homes gentle as a breeze. I’ve been in your home and yours, too. On any given day, I can drive down the street and point to the four- square whose halls I’ve walked countless times, wearing a thin path in the already thread-bare runner. It will most definitely require a carpeting allowance the next time it appears on the MLS.

That house, the one set back from the road with a giant weeping willow in front, the one rumored to have an indoor basketball court in its heated garage might very well be haunted. No biggie, everyone loves a haunted house, right? And the basketball court—true. The previous owners had it built for their hoops star when he was just a high school freshman. Continue reading Glimpse into Your Window