We had one last chimney to go, the one in the kitchen. This one didn't go up through two floors, just one level so it went pretty fast. The rock that sat under that little chimney was huge. There was no way it was coming up. Whoever put that chimney meant for it to stay. But they had never reckoned with a sledge hammer wielded by me, a woman with a goal in mind. A chimney-less house. Well not really, just an open floor plan.
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