It's frustrating. The house was absolutely beautiful. The open house had been promoted very well, and nobody came.
We had gone over to Blue Lake to pick up Kathy, who had spent the weekend rehearsing for her European tour. When we got back, there was a note from the real estate agent: Nobody. Not a soul.
Kissy Missy cried.
It was like getting all ready for the prom, and the date doesn't show up.
We're looking for a Plan B.