ADVERTISEMENT
from time to time, mostly to comment on what was wrong with the house and how I was handling things.
“This place is falling apart,” she said one afternoon, glancing around the living room.
“We’re managing,” I said.
“Don’t you have access to the family funds yet?”
“Not yet.”
“What is taking so long?”
“I don’t know.”
She lowered her voice into something that continue reading …
ADVERTISEMENT
