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The Sweet Life	By : jai Category: Individual Celebrities > Athlete/Sports Misc Views: 8241 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This is a work of fiction; the characters, events and locations contained are not who/what you think they are and should not be mistaken for anything but fictional characters. This story and all connected chapters is intended for entertainment only.

Sushi Sayonara

January 30, 2009 Philadelphia, PA

Ian opened the car door and got out, coming around to join Michael and their real estate agent, Tracy Fox on the other side of the car. He considered again the idea of house hunting in the dead of winter but he and Michael wanted to find a place before they left for Australia in two weeks. Weather aside, driving up from Baltimore every weekend was also starting to be a drag.

He realized that Michael was looking at him and shrugged. “Sorry, just thinking.”

“I just wanted to know what you thought of this one.” Michael pointed to the house in front of them.

Ian turned his attention to it and stopped at the sight of the large multi-turreted facade. “It’s a Victorian.”

“It’s in our price range, it has enough bedrooms and it’s in the right location.” Michael pointed out. “It won’t hurt to take a look.”

“Okay, I’m game.”

Tracy led them up the drive and pointed out the two car garage attached to the house along with the additional three car garage further up the drive. Tracy had been showing them houses for almost a month and he’d learned to point out key features that were important to them.

“The house was built in 1860 and has six bedrooms, five full and two half baths. There’s over twelve thousand square feet including an in-law suite and a professional office on the other side of the house. It was totally remodeled less than six years ago but most of the period details were kept intact.”

Tracy unlocked the door and stepped in, holding the door for them. “Let’s take a look around.” Tracy had also learned that they didn’t need a sales pitch and only followed them to answer any questions.

Ian stepped into the entry hall and took in the ornate staircase and hardwood floors. The living room was off to the right and the dining to the left. Michael went to the right and examined the room.

“Nice fireplace and it’s a big room.”

Ian nodded and stepped over to the window seat, looking out over the wide front lawn. Michael continued through the double pocket doors.

“This is nice, Ian. I think this is the library, there’s lots of shelves. It would make a nice study for you.”

Ian walked over and had to agree. It was a very nice room for study. “There’s enough light despite the dark wood. Is that a solarium through there?”

“The info sheet does mention a sun room so that must be it.” Tracy said, looking down at his clipboard.

Ian slid open the door and found a large room that spanned the back of the house and looked over the back yard. “Is the yard fenced?”

“It’s fully fenced with gates on each side of the house.”

They both liked the kitchen which was larger than the ones in either Michigan or Caringbah.

“The island is nice and it all seems to flow well, doesn’t it?” Michael commented and Ian agreed.

After a peek into the breakfast nook they walked through a butler’s pantry and into a large dining room with built in corner cupboards.

“Are there any stairs aside from the center hall?”

“There’s a mention of a servants stair; it’s probably off the kitchen.”

Michael went back to look and found an enclosed stairs that twisted up. “They’re kind of neat. You want to try going up them?”

“Sure.”

It wasn’t easy but they made it up and came out in the upper gallery area.

“Hey, there’s a stained glass window over the front door. I didn’t even notice that when we came in,” Michael pointed out.

They quickly toured the four secondary bedrooms and the in-law suite before ending up in the Master bedroom.

Ian was impressed with the size of the room and walked over to a circular area in one of the turrets which would make a nice place to put a chair or two while Michael checked out the fireplace.

“Is this gas?”

Tracy bent down and confirmed it was. “It must have been put in with the remodel but it’s nice for a second floor bedroom; you wouldn’t have to carry wood up the stairs.”

“Ian, would our bed fit in here?”

“It would fit but it would look out of place with the white bead board. It’s nice that this bedroom is in the back of the house though.”

The bathroom also had the bead board along with a large whirlpool tub, two sinks and a separate shower stall.

“The skylights are a nice touch, don’t you think Ian?”

“Yes, it’s not bad.” They walked back into the bedroom. “Where’s the closet?”

Tracy opened a door and showed them the walk-in closet with a dressing area; not as nice as the closet in Ann Arbor but still workable.

“We can always store our out of season stuff in one of the other bedrooms.” Ian noted.

“Guys, the laundry is down the hall and we still have the attic and basement to look at.”

“Lead on, Tracy.”

The laundry was adequate but Michael loved the attic. It wasn’t finished but it was wired for light and heat. The rounded and pitched ceilings made for perilous walking but the windows all looked out over treetops.

They trooped down the main staircase and down to the basement which was unfinished except for a wine cellar and a finished room on the far end with double French doors that opened to a patio.

“I think the previous owner used this as an office. There’s a walkway down to the street through the gate there.” Tracy pointed out.

“What about the security system, Tracy? I’ve seen the panels in various rooms but does it work?”

“It is listed as fully functional, Michael and there’s a video interface for the front and side doors. It’s also an intercom system that extends to the garage.”

“Okay. Ian, you want to look at the garages with me or stay here?”

“I’ll stay here and poke around.” Ian took another look at the basement, trying to imagine his gym equipment here and wondered how much it would cost to finish the room off while Michael went off with Tracy.

He realized that Michael liked the house but he wasn’t sure. It seemed their only options in Philly for more modern dwellings were condos which were too small or houses out in the suburbs. He’d never imagined living in a Victorian or any house that was older than he was but he could deal if Michael wanted it.

He went up the stairs and looked around again; noticing that the secondary bedrooms were quite large and the in-law suite would work nicely for any extended guests.

He met Michael and Tracy in the kitchen where Michael was looking at the listing sheet.

“So Michael, what’s the verdict?”

“I like it but what do you think?”

“I could live here. It’s not what I imagined living in but it has a good layout and large enough rooms.”

“I do have two other houses to show you today if you want to think about it for a while. The house has been on the market for a couple of months so you do have some time.”

“All right. Do we have time to get lunch before we look at the other two places?” Michael asked.

“We do. Where would you like to eat?”

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Four hours later, Tracy opened the door and let them in for a second look. Neither of the other houses did anything for them. One had a pool and the other was just too up chopped inside despite the square footage.

This time they lingered in each room and walked out in the backyard, noting the landscaping and space. Tracy was waiting for them in the kitchen when they returned forty minutes later.

“Well guys?”

“Get out the contract; we’re going to make an offer.” Michael announced.

Tracy looked surprised but pleased. “Great, what kind of number are we looking at?”

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