My daughter-in-law laughed as she gave me a $2 scratch-off for my 73rd birthday. Ten months later, my own son shoved a senior living brochure in front of me and said, “We already picked your room.” They thought I was too old to fight back. They had no idea what I had been hiding.
The first major disagreement over the lease came when Jessica called the management company demanding a reduction in rent because the property had changed owners.
The manager explained that a sale did not automatically alter the rent specified in an existing lease.
Jessica asked whether she could pay the old landlord directly instead.
The answer, of course, was no.
A few days later, she showed up at my door unannounced.
I let her in, but I didn’t offer to negotiate from the doorway.
We sat at the dining table.
“You’ve turned my family upside down,” she said.