Eight Feet of Resolve

Laura had been two years behind me in high school, one of those people you stay loosely in touch with across decades, the occasional holiday message, a…

I had already been in touch with a surveyor, a man who came out and walked the north boundary with a GPS unit calibrated to the county’s…

Which is why Laura was not surprised when the lawsuit papers arrived two weeks later. He was suing me for seventy-five thousand dollars. The complaint characterized the…