My Mother Gave Me 48 Hours to Leave the House I Had Been Paying For Until My Lawyer Reviewed the Papers

at the kitchen table, which I would need to replace since I had taken mine, and I opened a new notebook to the first page and wrote at the top: What this house needs.

The list was long. It had always been long. But it was my list, in my house, and I had all the time in the world to work through it.