“Is this for real?” I flick the sign to be sure. “Seems like it.” Julian stops beside me and pulls out his phone. “What are you doing?” “I want to know how much they’re asking for it.” “No!” I steal his phone. “You can’t stop me from being curious.” “You’re not allowed to touch this one.” The five original Founders’ houses rarely go up for sale, so no way in hell am I letting Julian buy it. “Is your name on the deed?” “Not yet.” I’ll be damned if I let this project slip away from me.
