(Yes, that’s me serving a tennis ball, but the metaphor holds.) At the end of the day, my job is to ask one question over and over again: What do you want? Because no matter who the agent is, or how loudly anyone else plays the game, I am obligated—ethically and professionally—to act according to your wishes. If you need to close because of timing, a contingency, a life event, or simply because you can’t stand the thought of losing a house you love, then that matters. It’s

If you’re anything like us, your day-to-day consists of putting out little fires. In sooth, we didn’t set any of them, but we’re remarkably adept at extinguishing them for our clients, spouses, and, especially, our children. Along with this life-saving ability, comes a to-do list that’s longer than a fire hose so we have to be prepared in any, and every, season. Proper planning for the holidays means you’re not wanting to light your own self on fire because you slacked on Chr

The fact that my parents (Daphne's grandparents, who she affectionally refers to as "Ruby & Papa") live in #stjamesplantation is number one on her list of why it's North Carolina's best community, but reasons two through ten might of more interest to you. Here's the skinny on why Daphne loves St. James just as much as its 5,000 full-time residents: Breakfast at the "Marina", formerly Tommy Thompson's, had THE best French Toast. Hopefully, Beacon 315 can also deliver when it