copyright J Hardy Carroll
My brother Terrance would make a brilliant lawyer. For him, any agreement was a Swiss cheese of loopholes.
He once bet me $1,000 I couldn’t live in an abandoned house for a month. I’d seen Fight Club, seemed okay.
I moved into one on the outskirts of town. I had a part-time job so I made the house my project. Once I could keep out the raccoons and the rain, it was pretty nice.
Terrance refused to pay. He argued that as soon as I’d moved in, it wasn’t abandoned any longer. Like I said, a brilliant lawyer.
The jerk.
The Green-Walled Tower 