Zero. | Impossible-ebook2 Chapter 5Comfort Level? Zero. As I pulled up in front of the white farmhouse, I took in all of the details of the property around me. CJ had invited me to come learn about horses today, and for once, I had willingly said yes. The place was easy to find, sat right outside of the downtown area, and was utterly magnificent. The house had a wraparound porch, was white in color, and had shutters that were the same startling blue I was becoming proficient in noticing.Rocking chairs graced the porch, as well as a handsome German Shepherd, and the front door matched the shutters.In the distance, I could see endless fences and a large, bright red, two story barn. The doors were white, the x-beams in the middle accented with red, and there was a huge, pool blue “C” in the center of the second story.All I could think was ‘wow’. This place was a home. A home rich in family and tradition, with impeccable care taken in each and every detail.I jumped out of my Tahoe into the afternoon sun and was met by the exuberant bark of the dog.
