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“Your cabin is torqued.” James, our contractor-turned-friend, told Dave and me pre-covid about our ocean getaway. Maybe, he said, it’d collapse if he leveled it. Or perhaps it would be just fine—no way to know until after the dice were thrown. One night – before leveling – Dave, few-month-old Evelyn, and I arrived late inContinue reading “Burning Down The House”