“I didn't want to say too much over the phone because I didn't want to jinx this,” Karen said, pulling into the driveway of a small mid-century bungalow. “The moment I saw this house, I thought of you. But it gets better, it was a foreclosure and I know for a fact that the bank is eager to get it off their hands.” Peter stepped from the car and surveyed the house. It was small, but the architecture was exactly what he was looking for. “This is it,” he exclaimed. “Let's put in the offer today and make sure we get it.” “Don't you want to run this by Annie first?” Karen Inquired. Then silence.