― Teddy's HouseIt was a warm fall Saturday afternoon. I'd finished my morning work meeting and the day was begging for an adventure. "Where do you want to go?" I asked Jac. South Shore, Montauk, Brooklyn, as much as I love all those places, we had plans to head out to the East End the next day. "Let's keep it kinda local" I suggested, not exactly in the mood to drive an hour plus. "What about Oyster Bay? We've never been there yet," Jac threw out. "Yeah, let's do it," I agreed. And it was done, [...].