Chapter 7
“Mr. Brown, Mr. Turner, it’s good to meet you in person,” Kent Smith—the realtor they’d decided to use in Portland—said, holding out his hand. Wayne, who was now William, and Lou, whose ID said he was Gene Turner, shook the man’s hand. Then Kent looked at Rae questioningly.
Rae introduced herself as Rebecca Collins, Will’s niece. “But please call me Becca. Rebecca is so…formal. Uncle Will decided he needed a woman’s viewpoint on the houses,” she said, smiling.
“Always a wise idea,” Kent agreed. “Most men, myself included, tend to see only the big picture and forget the details. If you’ll come with me, we can start by looking at the listings for the homes you might be interested in.”
Rae took a folder from her bag, handing it to Kent. “They’ve already narrowed it down to these
