“The realtor said Castle.”
“Well, this must be what they call a castle around here.”
John and Jane surveyed their new home and acknowledged disappointment in their different ways. John said, “Let’s get in, away from the rain.”
“Yes, why has it never stopped?”
They’d come a long way, and purchased Balmore Castle through an online auction, on the other side of the ocean from their old home among golden cornfields. They were accustomed to a lot of flat, open spaces, and the dips and lumps of Ireland confused the eye at every turn. The rain, too — it seemed endless.