The Postscript: Forever Home
The Postscript: Forever Home
By Carrie Classon
“THE SEPTIC GUY can’t find the cover; call him,” was the message. I’ve been getting a lot of messages like this since I decided to put my 100-plus-year-old farmhouse up for sale.
I haven’t lived in the farmhouse for years now—not since I moved out to go to graduate school and become a writer, met Peter, married Peter, and moved on with my life…