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No it's not ours, and it might not ever be, but I'm drawn to this house. I even spent 20 minutes standing outside talking to the next door neighbor about the neighborhood, the previous owners, and history of it. I can just picture Emily running up the sidewalk and through the gate. I can picture sitting with Ian on the front porch, watching the kids play on the grass under shade of the beautiful tree in the front yard. Ian worries that I'm getting too attached to this house, which I might be. But if we don't get this house, we'll get one like it eventually. And that's sort of how I operate. Before I moved to Pullman, before I'd even been accepted, I had planned where I would put the furniture into my apartment based on the floor plan online. If I've learned anything, it's that it never hurts to dream...
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