Chapter 25
Maggie Valley, NC
Saturday
WE WERE SITTING on the deck, sipping our morning coffee and enjoying the sound of the stream, and Nate said, “I’m gonna miss this place.”
“That makes two of us,” I said, “but remember, we’ll be back in a couple of weeks to close on our property and set things in motion.”
“Yeah, there is that to look forward to.”
It had been a busy three days, during which we had finished the research and I’d prepared a final report to give George and Mike; we’d selected a house design and a contractor, and the contractor had agreed to modify the plans to suit our specifications; and we had met with George’s good old boy concrete guy Randy, to discuss the installation of a gate and a driveway.
“You want the driveway to go straight up the middle of the property to
