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"I think it’s almost three acres Why?"

"Who owns that property over there? There’s nothing but a little shack house on it" Ryan pointed to the east side of the lake

"I don’t know I’ve never seen anyone there Deeds are public records; I’m sure it would be easy to find out"

"I love this lake," he said, the tone of adoration was evident "I spent all day out there designing a house in my head"

He looked over to me "Tell me, if you could pick a place, where would you want to live?"

"I don’t know, but by a lake sounds perfect," I answered truthfully

"I wonder if I could buy that land over there?" Ryan pointed "What?" he questioned my stare

I was surprised by his comment "I just assumed you would want to live closer to your parents; somewhere in Pennsylvania"

"How’s the fish doing?" Bill asked, taking the seat next to , Dad" Ryan pushed the tin foil pack closer to the center He was not going to be distracted froht

"Honey, it doesn’tas I’ any further west than Pittsburgh What these people pay for homes in California is crazy I could build a ten thousand square foot house here for the same amount of what you’d pay for a one bedroo ho on it," he answered, turning his attention to her "I want Taryn to meet Nick and Janelle, and I want to take her to Mellon Arena for a hockey gaa our original conversation "The only decision you need to e it too, then we have to live closer to the coast"

"Pull that back to the edge, Son It’s going to burn there," Bill instructed

While Ryan was distracted, I stood up from my chair