644 South Carolina Ave Se

Double-wide houses, but not that kind, impossible to find, the same sun, shining twice, try as you might, chasing light through sixteen rooms, nearly 4000 feet, antique, hard oak, soft plaster, beating faster, which is the master if you make the beds, I make breakfast, then we hide from the guests in a tree-top love nest, best yet, down below, a speakeasy pleasing to my mother-in-law. Bottom’s Up!