I lightly knocked on the wood. I could tell it was well built as there was a solid sound from my knocking. I could see on the opposite side there was ...an access panel that opened like a small door. There was a tiny bronze latch that held it closed. I reached up and tried to open the latch but it was stuck. I pushed harder and harder without it budging. I stopped because I didn’t want to break it. I walked over to the kitchen sink and opened the door underneath. I grabbed the small can of. He looked away quickly, faking checking out the neighborhood, which made me grin.We walked up the few steps to my front door, and I kept thanking Jay for coming to my rescue. I made sure I moved my ass enough to catch Jay's eye. I knew he'd checked it out since he was less than a couple of feet away. I asked him to excuse my mess even though I'm a neat freak. I opened the front door; he walked past me, looking around, commenting on how nice the place looked. I blushed as I brushed past him,. ”“We can always go down in price, but we can’t go up.”Sandra said, “She’s had two couples come out here twice already.”Having heard them talking, Tim stuck his head out of the kitchen. He pointed at the bag Sandra was holding.“I need that paint.”Sandra carried it over to him. He grabbed it and headed back into the kitchen. She returned to Cathy and put her arm around her.“Do you think she can sell it for that?”“She’ll probably come close to it.”“That would be wonderful. We were talking about it. In the mid 2000s the relations between the races, which had been getting better took a turn for the worse. Before the end of the century the white, black, brown and yellow races had separated themselves completely. Not only in neighborhoods but to separate countries. In March of 2095 fighting broke out between the yellows and the browns. It was said to be about land but it was racial. It soon spread to all the world in a full and true world war. I guess luckily, standard nuclear bombs had been.