Chapter 20 - Briar Ridge


The house never closed.
Another buyer purchased it three weeks later.
For months Natalie drove past it.
I know because she told a cousin who told Lucas who told me.
I asked Lucas:
“Why are you telling me this?”
He stopped.
“Fair.”
Family information is addictive after conflict.
Who said what.
Who regrets what.
Who is suffering.
I eventually stopped.
The house belonged to strangers.
Good.
It was never mine.
Never Natalie’s.
Just a property around which too many adults lost perspective.
The earnest-money dispute was handled through real-estate lawyers.
Natalie recovered some funds and lost others depending on contract provisions.
May you like
I did not follow closely.
Her consequences were not my hobby.