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Lately, life has looked a little like this: helping people with houses, writing stories about secrets hidden in houses, answering emails, talking real estate, thinking about book covers, keeping up with characters and plot lines, and occasionally walking into a room and forgetting why I went in there in the first place.

Some days are full. Some are wonderfully ordinary. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, I keep finding reasons to be grateful.

I’m grateful for the opportunity to still...

For as long as I can remember, I have loved stories. Not just the big, dramatic kind, but the quiet ones too. The kind tucked inside small towns, old houses, family memories, faded letters, property records, and the things people carry in their hearts for years.

For thirty years (or more), I dreamed of writing and publishing a book. It was one of those dreams I held close, not always knowing if I would ever truly do anything with it. I would think about stories, jot down ideas, start and...