"Hey, Rach!" I open my front door to my favorite real estate guru. I have no idea how she does it; she's very young, well-connected, and known for finding people their ideal home or office in one trip. She did it with Cam when they found Healing Wings-the foundation she set up after she was raped a couple of years ago-and I know multiple people who sing her praises.
"Hey, Pipes. If you're cool with it, I'm going to take pictures, get room dimensions, and get your townhouse information before we go see the houses I picked for you."
"Sure. Do you need anything from us?" I ask walking back to the kitchen to finish loading the dishwasher.
"No, this won't take long. It's always easier to list a property I've spent a lot of time in."
True to her word, Rachel finishes with the townhouse in l
