Chapter 38: buying her childhood home.
It was a one-hour flight between the two cities and took her a long thirty-minute’ drive that seemed like an eternity to get to her hotel. She checked in and had a bath. Resting on the bed, she could not find sleep, so she scrolled through her phone for the number of the agent that was trying to sell her childhood home.
She recalled that home. She and her mother were poor, but it was not always so. When she was a child, her father was still there. She lives in that house. When things were wrong afterwards, she missed this home.
She had not registered what time it was when she made the call. By the time her eyes wandered to the clock on the wall, she wanted to end the call, but the person on the other side had already answered it.
“Who is this?” the person asked.
“Hello, I am sorry for calling you so late at night. I was wondering if the house I saw on your listing is still available." She asked, and the person on the other end became very excited.
The real estate ag
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