I asked her to draw a curtain around the pink house so no one would ever find us.

He met me coming out of the pink house.

Walking to the pink house, I could almost see the end of the line.

I gave up and walked to the pink house for something cold to drink.

The big pink house came into view, more exposed on the beach side than to the street.

I drove him back to Deal and parked on a side street, a block from the pink house.

He sold the pink house cheap and fast, took in another four hundred thousand.

The pink house, at more than $900,000, was appraised for much less.

The pink house just down the street had lost its front door - it was in the living room.

If you ever get lost, Baba used to say, remember that our street is the one with the pink house at the end of it.