It was an old two-story house a few blocks from campus; it had been let down by its evil owners, the dark green paint was peeling off the boards, and the lawn was brown and overgrown with weeds. But the yard was large and the house spacious; it had a decrepit grandeur that Sharon could imagine renewed.
She borrowed another five hundred dollars from her father for furniture between the summer session and the start of the fall semester
John repainted the house; Sharon wanted it white and he had to put on three coats to keep the dark green from showing through. Suddenly, in the first week of September, Sharon decided she wanted a party — a housewarming party, as she called it. She made the announcement with some determination, as if it were a fresh start.
They invited all the members of th
