My folks are attempting to sell two homes at once, for reasons I won't go into, but have to do with Precarious Financial Situations. Yesterday morning, a buyer called who had fallen in love with the farmhouse in the country. My stepfather was on a plane, so my mother text-messaged him to let him know, and read the message aloud as she was writing it:
"Australian couple interested, 6 mil, offer in July or August."
My jaw hit the floor. "6 mil?!" I stammered. "I thought you guys were poor because of all this...!"
Mom looked at me blankly, and then said, "6 Mill Road. It's the address!"