I love the third paragraph of this letter. Not trying to imply the writer is presumptuous, but . . .

“I will be calling you Monday April 21st at 9:00 AM to set up this appointment. Please expect my call. If you need to change it please give me a call.”

Mmm. Unsolicited phone goodness.

A woman installing new plumbing discovered her dream home sits on a Quaker Burial Ground. Cost for cremating 100 sacred skeletons: 60,000 British Pounds.

Ouch. And here I’m still smarting from my tax bill. Maybe they could make a nice chandelier upstairs with the parts instead.

In other news, the novel is back “in consideration” at an agency. More details as they come to me.