I Was Asked to Leave the Home I’d Been Paying For, and I Made a Quiet Decision the Next Day.

that house in Westchester, I bought my own place. A condo in Long Island City, two bedrooms, view of the Manhattan skyline. The mortgage was less than what I’d been paying in rent.

It was mine. Actually, legally, mine.

And nobody could tell me to leave.

I thought about those three years sometimes. About how much money I’d spent, how much of myself I’d continue reading …