Sally called to tell me Agnes never sent her the deed. She wanted a copy before active marketing began. She was disappointed when I told her to stand down. We are staying.
While I spoke with Sally I searched through the desk for the deed. I hoped we wouldn’t need it for a future sale, but it would be a good idea to find the document and put it in a safe place. It lay at the back of the middle drawer. I found it when I went back a second time to more thoroughly search among the papers and junk.
“I just found the deed,” I said, “and …. that’s odd. This deed is stamped “copy” and it says the property is deeded from … John Henry O’Brien to … let me see … Lance C. Kensington … Lance?”
“Who’s he?” said Sally.
“Lance is our neighbor,” I said. “We’re driving his van.”
“I guess you’re also living in his house,” said Sally.
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