go, Lennox?”
She rolled her eyes. “I told you. Expenses.”
“Six hundred and twenty thousand dollars’ worth?”
“It’s not your business, Bessie.”
“It became my business when you showed up asking for a place to live.” I turned to Terrence. “Help me understand this. You had a beautiful house, money in the bank, and now you’re asking to move in with your sixty-four-year-old continue reading …
