A House Return
For years we rented a house on the Jersey Shore on the beach. My two grandchildren called it “the red roof house.” Then, two years ago, the realtor, who was corrupt and unethical, refused to honor our advance reservation. I reported him to the authorities which, in New Jersey, of often like spitting into the wind, and we found another house in another town,.
Last year that realtor was convicted of arson for blowing up a million dollars work of trucks at a firm where he was having a dispute (I am not making this up). His son, at another agency, called us and offered us the house again. I’m writing this from that house, looking at the Atlantic, with my entire family (and now three grandchildren) in residence.
Maybe there is someone way up there keeping score….