eet. His ears pressed
~up of dark pine trees
eyes began to show.
d whinnied. And then
oofs churning the loose
viciously at something
caught before he had
dead a moment later.
n under the harsh and
Iv.
\"It s perfect，\" Christine said
door. \"It s a perfect house，
opening the station wager
these are perfect grounds
that s a perfect tree.\"
\"It s expensive，\" Nick growled from underneath his
baseball cap.
Christine looked at him and shook her head. \"Not only
are Italians lousy lovers， but you know nothing about
real estate values. This is a waterfront home on the
North Shore of Long Island. Value. It s located in the
Village of Mill Harbor. Swanky value. With a few subtle
but distinctive touches， the house will double in value，
probably by next week. What do you think， Joey?\"
Joey Marine rested his eight-year-old chin on the car
Wll
dew ledge and surveyed the larze old house and the
ample grounds. Possibilities flooded his young mind:
ball playing on the lawns surrounding the house， explor-
ing in the nearby woods， fishing in the waters of Mill
Harbor he saw shimmering in the distance. \"This is
better than Central Park，\" he said. \"I think Mom is right.
Can I look around?\"
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