The Twilight of Tamarack Lane
The house on Tamarack Lane was unlike any other I’d ever sold. Its Victorian charm was tinged with a poignant solitude, standing as the last remnant of an era long gone in a neighborhood that had modernized around it. Its owner, Mrs. Evelyn Greer, a sprightly octogenarian with no living relatives, had decided it was… Continue reading The Twilight of Tamarack Lane