Chapter 5
“This is a great little condo,” Travis said, looking around Darrell’s townhome. It was a one-level two bedroom with a pretty decent sized kitchen with granite counters.
“Yeah,” Darrell said, taking a bottle of chardonnay out of the fridge and pouring two glasses. “The little part is the problem. Someday I intend to get a house with a nice yard. One big enough for a garden maybe.”
“That sounds cool. How many rooms?” Travis took a sip of the dry wine. He sat at the bar counter looking into the kitchen.
Darrell reached into a cabinet and took out a portable grill. “I’d want at least three. This place has two bedrooms and even though I live by myself I always find I could use another. Family visiting, that sort of thing. I’d like to be able to turn one into an exercise room.”
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