There were pending elevator repairs.

Several leases would expire in the next two years.

One tenant had requested an accessibility upgrade that had been delayed.

I asked for the proposal and timetable.

After the meeting Denise took me to a little room near the maintenance office.

On the wall was a photograph of Eleanor at a retirement lunch, laughing with a janitor named Luis.

It was the warmest picture of her I’d seen since the funeral.

“She told us she had a niece who worked too hard and gave herself too little credit,” Denise said.