| DAVID ANDREW MACDONALD (Edmund, Guiding Light) and his wife, Nikki,
blew it. They'd found the perfect home, an 1898 tin-roofed Victorian farmhouse
on five acres of land overlooking a river. "We absolutely fell in love with
it," David told me. "It was the kind of house for which you want to offer
full price, but Nikki said, 'You've got to bargain with them.' So we gave
what we thought was a good bargaining price to start. But then a Wall Street
banker came in and absolutely removed us from the bargaining process. He
outbid us and offered cash." They looked at a variety of other houses, including a couple that, he says, "seemed downright haunted. You walk in and the air feels thick and silent and sort of watching. It's creepy." Other houses that weren't haunted seemed, well, spiritless. It looked as though they were going to spend another summer in the city, "flushing money away on rent." But now, good news: David told me that the winning bidder had backed out of the farmhouse deal. "We're back in the running." They'd upped their original offer to "make sure no one came in and swept it away." So they'd learned their lesson, had they, after the last time? "Um...let me put it this way: I had no lesson to learn," David said pointedly. But his wife, overhearing, decided to make a point of her own. "Nikki," he said, "put down that knife!"
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