The Illogical Side Of Logical
The new and already occupied house was down the street, around the corner, and on the same side of the canal as our Florida vacation house.
Five years after that and soon after we’d arrived for our usual late winter stay, I noticed the house was vacant. Grass lopped over the sidewalk; overgrown shrubs crowded the house. Inside, the floor was covered with dust and dirt.
On the porch, however, was a box with a USPS label indicating it had been delivered more than a month before. The label included the recipient’s name and address plus that of the sender, … Read the rest “The Illogical Side Of Logical”
