I had just closed on my beach house when my sister called and ordered me, “I’ll be there in three hours with twenty-two people. Get the rooms ready, cook everything. We’re staying two weeks.” I didn’t argue. My heart raced… then I smiled. I made one phone call. When they showed up at the gate with a long line of suitcases, my sister went pale as I said, “Sorry, you’re at the wrong house.” And that was the moment their nightmare really started.

I had just closed on my beach house when my sister called and ordered me,

“I’ll be there in three hours with twenty-two people. Get the rooms ready, cook everything. We’re staying two weeks.”

I didn’t argue. My heart raced… then I smiled.

I made one phone call.