Vacations are supposed to be built on trust.

Protect Privacy
evening. The final stretch
of road ran through thick trees, and when we reached the property, it looked exactly as promised. It was a neat one-story house with a gravel driveway and flower boxes beneath the windows. The key was in a lockbox by the door, just as the host had described. Inside, the place smelled faintly of cedar and fresh cleaner. A framed note on the kitchen counter welcomed us and gave us the Wi-Fi password. We laughed at how ordinary and harmless it all seemed.

was small, warm, and inviting.
Rustic furniture, shelves filled with old