Ginger
Who says you can't leave the rat race? The call of money can be all-consuming, but it doesn't hold a candle to the biological clock that's been ticking since I turned twenty-eight.
One month from my thirtieth birthday, I decide I've had enough.
I find out my favorite house, the one I daydreamed about when I was young, is up for sale. It's the perfect home to raise my family, and it's the ideal place to start over---my...