The sale of our house in Phoenix is a nail biter. We had three offers, ending in one contract and two back-ups. The winning offer actually wrote us a heartfelt letter about how much they wanted the house. The guy grew up here, graduated from a high school down the street, was a police officer in 9/11, really gripping stuff.
Now our buyers seem to have disappeared. The inspection came back pretty clean, but no word from them since. The agent keeps promising a response and I think today is the end of the road.
Nothing we can do, so I'm rolling with it. Still, I could do without the drama. Let's hope this is just a one act play.
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