My Dad Started Charging Me $250 a Month for My Room When I Turned 18 — Five Years Later, After His Funeral, His Best Friend Handed Me a Box
He drew a line beneath the proposed monthly payment and wrote six months in the margin.
Six months.
No promise beyond that.
Six hundred and forty dollars a month, utilities separate.
I would pay on time and give him proof that I could meet the terms.
He needed the first month’s rent today.
If I could not pay it, we would stop there.
I looked at the balance in my checking account on the folded bank statement inside the folder.
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