Well
that was fast.
Dad’s lawyer delicately
put the word out about our house being available for the right tenant and it
appears there is an interested party. An older couple with no kids; pretty
ideal! She is an artist and he is an international businessman and they have
traveled together all their lives. They are looking to retire and are trying
some cities on for size, starting with ours.
I’ll call them the Crofts. I was
surprised to hear the real family name, since it’s one I know. I couldn't tell you anything of Mr. and Mrs.
Croft - I never met them, I just used to know one of their relatives. It was a
startling small-world moment when I heard the name.
Anyway,
they came to see the place and I made sure not to be there - so I’m at a cafe
now, killing time and hiding. The awkwardness of someone walking through your
beloved home finding fault, it’s too much for me. And they should be able to view their
perspective residence without the entire family leering over them, right?
Dad’s
lawyer did some good advance work by telling him that the Crofts had heard of
him and his illustrious ancestry, and so Dad is predisposed to view them
positively.
Fingers crossed.
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Fingers crossed.
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