Chapter 19
Atlanta, GA
Philip
THE MONTH OF JUNE came and went, and we settled down to life in Buckhead, if life can be truly settled when one is surrounded by workmen and construction noises ten hours a day, six days a week. Charles was back in his office full time, and I’d pretty much abandoned writing for the duration, since I was monitoring the addition to the house, the expansion of the garage, the construction of the pool, the building of the wall, and the various upgrades to the house.
Nearly every hour or so, one or another of the various foremen involved would appear in front of me needing a decision on some aspect or other of their part of the process. That’s the price you pay when you act as your own contractor and hire subcontractors. Charles, Gran, and I were determined to
