But living here full time would be different.
The cottage was only about thirty minutes from where he’d grown up in Kansas City, so he wasn’t far from the city and all its conveniences, along with access to art and culture.
The lake community had changed somewhat over the years. Many of the small cabins had been torn down, giving way to large, multi-million-dollar homes, one of those just next door. The rest of the homes, tucked away from the main lake on the inlet, were older and smaller, like his.
His. That was a weird thought. But it was his now. His sister hadn’t wanted the property—she and her husband lived in California and rarely came back to Missouri.