All the Grahams desired was a home they could call their own ... but what did the home want?
Ted Graham was a long-necked man with a head of pronounced egg shape topped by prematurely balding sandy hair. Something about his lanky, intense appearance suggested his occupation: certified public accountant.
He stopped behind his wife, who was studying a newspaper classified page, and frowned. "They said to wait here. They'll come get us. Said the place is hard to find at night."
Martha Graham looked up from the newspaper. She was a doll-faced woman, heavily pregnant, a kind of pink prettiness about her. The yellow glow from the light above the booth subdued the red-auburn cast of her ponytail hair.
"I just have to be in a house when the baby's born," she said. "What'd they sound like?"
"I dunno. There was a funny kind of interruption--like an argument in some foreign
A CPA and his pregnant wife are tired of moving around, and want to get rid of their trailer. The Basque couple want a trailer, and are willing to trade their house. But why would anyone trade a house for a trailer?
A fairly pedestrian story, but the characterizations are good and the interior thoughts of the husbands add to them. I liked that the story didn't end until the consequences of the actions were shown.