When we last left May, she just met her prospective neighbors.

The Gullivers at number one, Gahena Circle, Evelyn and Adam, who had a glut of children and a glove of everything.

Cheryl Kingsley at number two, the rich divorcee with an intense facelift,

jovial and messy Cornish and Linda Rust, number three, angry and aggressive,

Grill Reed and his mousy wife, Beretta, number five.

Cocktail party hosts, the welcoming and wealth-laden lucky in Forbes Mooney at number six,

and finally at number seven, Gahena Circle,

the gorgeous and flirty Cat and Derek Valentine. May seemed taken with this neighborly bunch,

and Lucky assured her that the house is theirs if they want it. Hmm, let's see what happens next.

Chapter 13.

There's a slight catch.

I knew it was too good to be true.

I groaned, scratching at a mosquito bite on my wrist.

It's not a big deal. Just something to consider as we move forward.

Just rip the band-aid off. I snapped, anxiety making me impatient.

It's not a deal breaker, but...

While Tom described a confusing detail of the purchase and sale agreement, my boss passed

by the reference desk with a book cart. I smiled and nodded, attempting to appear as though

my conversation was

work-related. Lowering my voice, I said, explain it as if I'm not a real estate agent. Sorry,

the gist of it is that if a homeowner dies, the house can be sold without restriction. Otherwise,

the neighborhood association must be petitioned, and the owner needs the approval of

...