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0:00The day my daughter in law called me a
0:01parasite, I was standing in my own
0:04kitchen, in my own house, holding a pot
0:07of coffee I had paid for.
0:09I'm Pamela Reynolds. I'm 63, a widow,
0:13and I've been an independent financial
0:14consultant for 26 years. I work out of
0:17the back bedroom of a four-bedroom house
0:20in Burlington, Ontario. My late husband
0:23Gary and I bought it in 1994,
0:26and we paid off the last of the mortgage
0:28the spring before his heart gave out. I
0:30never imagined I would have to defend my
0:33right to sit in a room in that house and
0:35work.
0:36Three years ago, my son Corey and his
0:38wife Taylor asked if they could move in
0:40for a little while. Corey was 29 then.
0:43They wanted to save for a down payment,
0:45and Toronto prices being what they are,
0:48I understood. I said yes the way any
0:51mother would. No rent. I asked for two
0:54things only. Respect my space and pay
0:57your own way for what's yours.
0:59I should explain what my days look like.
1:02I have clients at Andrews Partners and a
1:04handful of private families who trust me
1:07with their retirement planning. I'm on
1:09video calls by 8:00. I'm in spreadsheets
1:12until the light goes, because I don't
1:14wear a blazer and take a commuter train,
1:17Taylor decided somewhere along the way
1:19that I don't do anything. She'd walk
1:21past my open door while I was
1:23reconciling a client's RRSP withdrawal
1:26goals and say, "Must be nice." She'd
1:29drop a laundry basket outside my door
1:31like I was the hired help. Then a
1:33grocery list showed up on my fridge,
1:36held down by a magnet I'd bought on our
1:37trip to Banff, full of organic items I
1:40would never eat. Almond milk, goji
1:43berries, something called collagen
1:45water.
1:46I let it all go. I told myself she was
1:49young and stressed, and Corey was happy,
1:52and that peace was worth a few
1:53indignities.
1:54Then, on a Tuesday in October, Taylor
1:57had three friends over for lunch. I came
2:00out of my study to refill my coffee and
2:03heard them from the hallway. One of
2:05them, a girl named Ashley, asked how it
2:07was going living with the mother-in-law.
2:10Taylor laughed. "Honestly, it's
2:12exhausting. She just sits in that room
2:15all day doing nothing. Doesn't cook,
2:18doesn't clean. She's basically a
2:20parasite living off the house while
2:22Corey and I are out there actually
2:24working."
2:25The coffee pot stopped in midair. I
2:27stood there with the hot handle in my
2:29hand and I understood a few things all
2:32at once.
2:33I owned the house. I paid the property
2:35tax, which in Halton region is not
2:37small. I paid the hydro, the gas, the
2:40insurance, the new roof from two summers
2:42ago. I also paid, though neither of them
2:45knew it, the cell phone family plan that
2:48included their two lines because it had
2:51been set up under my name years ago and
2:54neither of them ever looked at a bill.
2:56I didn't go into the living room. I
2:58didn't cry. I poured my coffee, walked
3:01back down the hall, and locked my study
3:03door with a small, quiet click.
3:06If I was a burden, I thought, then it
3:08was time Taylor learned what a burden
3:11actually weighs.
3:12I'm not a woman who fights. Fights give
3:15people like Taylor a stage and I'd
3:17rather not be her audience. So, I did
3:19what I do for a living. I looked at the
3:22numbers.
3:23That night, I logged into my Bell
3:25account. I'd always paid for the Gigabit
3:27fiber package because my video calls
3:30can't stutter in front of a client.
3:32Taylor and Corey were on it, too,
3:34streaming in 4K running every device
3:36they owned.
3:38I split the network. The fast line went
3:40to my study and my devices only. The
3:43rest of the house got the cheapest tier
3:45Bell offers, the one meant for people
3:48who check email twice a week.
3:50The next morning, I drove to Canadian
3:52Tire and bought a compact fridge. I set
3:55it up under my desk and filled it with
3:57my own food, my oat milk, my cheese, my
4:00yogurt, the good butter. I cleared my
4:03shelves in the pantry and moved my dry
4:04goods into a cabinet in the study.
4:07It had a lock. I'd never used it before.
4:10That evening, Taylor was on the sofa
4:12jabbing at her phone with one thumb. She
4:15didn't say hello.
4:17The Wi-Fi is basically dead. I can't
4:19even load my workout video.
4:22"That's a shame," I said, and I let
4:24myself smile a little. "You might want
4:26to call Bell and open your own account.
4:29I've set my line up for my work. The one
4:31you're on is more of a guest network."
4:34She stared at me. "Guest? We live here."
4:37"Yes," I said, "but you're adults. I'm
4:40sure you can manage your own internet
4:42bill."
4:43I walked away before she could find her
4:45words. She thought it was a mood, a
4:48temporary inconvenience she could bully
4:50me out of by sulking. She had no idea
4:53what I had already started.
4:55By Friday, the house had changed, and
4:57she was the first to notice it. She
4:59opened the fridge and found no berries,
5:02no almond milk, no pre-made salads, just
5:05a bottle of mustard and some 3-day-old
5:07pad that she and Corey had brought home.
5:10She marched down the hall and rapped on
5:12my door. I opened it a few inches.
5:16"Where's all the food?"
5:18"I bought what I needed for the week,
5:20and I keep it here," I said.
5:22"Since I'm only a parasite sitting
5:24around, I figured you and Corey would
5:26rather handle your own groceries from
5:29now on."
5:30Her face went the color of a boiled
5:32beet. She knew those words. They were
5:34hers.
5:36She opened her mouth and I closed the
5:37door, and the lock clicked again.
5:40That evening, Corey knocked softly and
5:43poked his head in.
5:44My son has always been gentle to the
5:46point of being useless.
5:48He hates conflict the way some people
5:51hate spiders.
5:52He stood there shifting his weight in
5:54his work boots, though he's an engineer
5:56and hasn't worn work boots in years.
5:59It's just what he does when he's
6:00nervous.
6:02"Mom, come on. Taylor's really stressed.
6:05She says you're freezing us out. Can you
6:07just go back to buying the groceries?
6:09We're trying to save.
6:11I leaned back in my chair and looked at
6:13the boy I'd raised.
6:15Corey, the two of you earn good
6:17salaries. You pay no rent. If you can't
6:20afford a carton of milk and an internet
6:22bill, you aren't saving money. You're
6:25spending mine.
6:26Mom, please. Just keep the peace. You
6:29know how she gets.
6:30I do know how she gets, I said. That's
6:33exactly why things are changing.
6:36He left.
6:37He wanted me to swallow his wife's
6:39contempt so his evenings would be
6:41easier. That small conversation settled
6:44something in me that had been wobbling
6:45for a long time. If they wanted a house
6:48to themselves, they were going to get
6:50one. Just not the way they imagined.
6:53That weekend I sat at my desk and did
6:55what I'd tell any client to do. I took
6:58inventory. Gary and I had been savers.
7:01His life insurance was invested. My TFSA
7:04and RRSP had grown quietly for decades
7:07and I had a few bond ladders maturing.
7:09The house was worth a great deal more
7:11than we'd paid for it. I didn't need
7:13four bedrooms and a lawn. I'd kept it
7:15for the memories and Taylor was doing a
7:18spectacular job of ruining them.
7:21I started browsing listings quietly late
7:23at night. I wasn't after another house.
7:26I wanted security, convenience, and
7:28quiet. And in a glass tower near the
7:31Toronto waterfront I found it.
7:32Floor-to-ceiling windows, a modern
7:35kitchen, a balcony facing the lake, a
7:38concierge desk staffed around the clock
7:40so nobody got past the lobby without my
7:43say.
7:44I booked a viewing for a Tuesday
7:45afternoon while both of them were at
7:47their offices. The moment I stepped
7:49inside, something in my chest
7:51unclenched. It was spotless and silent
7:55and it was empty. The building had a
7:57gym, a rooftop terrace, a saltwater
7:59pool. I realized it was a kind of life I
8:02had stopped believing I was allowed to
8:05want. I sat down with the listing agent
8:07right there on the bare floor of the
8:09living room and made a cash offer. No
8:12mortgage. I sold some bonds, moved some
8:15money, called my lawyer, and the closing
8:18date was set for less than 3 weeks out.
8:21When I walked in the front door of the
8:22house that night, Taylor was lying on
8:25the couch with a tablet.
8:27She glanced at my purse and rolled her
8:29eyes.
8:30Out spending money while we eat takeout
8:33because there's no food in the house.
8:36Just tending to a few long-term
8:38investments, I said pleasantly, and I
8:41walked to my bedroom.
8:43I had the keys to my new life in my
8:44purse. She had no idea the ground under
8:47her rent-free lifestyle was about to
8:49split.
8:51The closing went more smoothly than I'd
8:52hoped. The day my lawyer called to say
8:55the keys were ready, I picked them up
8:57and put them on my ring. Then I began to
8:59move, slowly, carefully, without a
9:02sound.
9:04Every day while they were at work, I
9:06packed a few boxes. I didn't touch the
9:08common rooms. I took my bedroom, my
9:11study, and the attic where Gary's things
9:13were kept. I hired a small, discreet
9:16moving company that did high-value
9:18transfers, and they came in unmarked
9:21vans in the middle of the day over the
9:23course of a week. My jewelry, my files,
9:26my books, the photo albums, Gary's old
9:28Leafs jersey, all of it went downtown.
9:31Taylor noticed nothing. She was too
9:33wrapped up in herself to see my rooms
9:35emptying.
9:37Her sense of entitlement actually grew.
9:40One evening, she swept into the kitchen
9:42with a stack of glossy home magazines
9:45and slapped them down on the island
9:46while I was making tea.
9:48Corey and I have been talking. Since
9:51we're going to be here long-term, we
9:52should really update this kitchen.
9:55The oak cabinets are so dated. I already
9:58called a contractor for an estimate.
10:01I stirred my tea. An estimate? And who's
10:04paying for the renovation?
10:06She crossed her arms with that look
10:08people give a slow child. "Well, it's
10:11your house, Pamela. It only makes sense
10:13you'd finance it. It adds value. Plus,
10:16you have money sitting around doing
10:18nothing."
10:19"I see."
10:20I took a slow sip. "You want me to pay
10:23to renovate a kitchen I barely use so
10:25you can have a nicer backdrop for your
10:27Instagram?"
10:28"It's an investment."
10:30"I agree," I said, "but I've already
10:32made my investments for the year. The
10:35kitchen stays exactly as it is."
10:37She huffed and stormed off. The empty
10:40spaces in my bedroom were growing, and
10:43it was only a matter of time before she
10:45saw them.
10:46For a week, she gave me the silent
10:48treatment, which I enjoyed enormously.
10:51I drank my coffee without route hearing
10:53about her co-workers or the lack of oat
10:55flat whites at Tim Hortons.
10:57Corey, though, was cracking.
11:00The next Sunday, he asked me to sit down
11:02to dinner with them, an obvious attempt
11:04to stage a reconciliation. I agreed. I
11:07was curious how they'd play it.
11:09Taylor had ordered sushi on Corey's
11:11credit card and arranged it on the
11:13dining table like a hostage negotiation.
11:17We ate in silence for 10 minutes. Then,
11:19Corey cleared his throat.
11:21"Mom, Taylor and I really want to move
11:23past this weird tension. Things have
11:26gotten out of hand."
11:28"I feel perfectly fine, Corey." I picked
11:30up a piece of salmon.
11:32Taylor dropped her chopsticks with a
11:33clatter. "How can you feel fine? You cut
11:37off the internet. You hoard groceries in
11:40your office. You won't lift a finger to
11:42make this house livable. You're being
11:45incredibly selfish, Pamela."
11:47I set my chopsticks down. I didn't raise
11:49my voice, and I didn't frown.
11:52"Taylor, you called me a parasite. You
11:55told your friends I do nothing but sit
11:57in a room and leech off the house. So,
12:00I've simply removed myself from your
12:02equation. I stopped providing the
12:04internet, the groceries, and the funds
12:06for a kitchen you don't own. I'm acting
12:09like the stranger you described."
12:12Corey winced. "Mom, she didn't mean it
12:14like that.
12:15I meant exactly what I said, Taylor
12:18snapped turning on him.
12:20She works from home. She has all the
12:22time in the world and she acts like
12:23helping is beneath her.
12:26I stood, carried my plate to the kitchen
12:28and let her vent to an audience of one.
12:31I could afford to. Her comfortable
12:33rent-free life had an expiry date and it
12:36was approaching faster than she could
12:38imagine.
12:39With the condo furnished and my most
12:41precious things moved, I turned to the
12:43last piece. The house.
12:46I loved that house, but I wasn't going
12:49to let it become a permanent free ride
12:51for people who despised me.
12:53On a Wednesday morning with Taylor out
12:56at her manicure and Corey at the office,
12:58a realtor named Dawn walked through the
13:01property with me. She was brisk and warm
13:04and delighted with the condition.
13:06It's a gem, she said jotting notes.
13:09Given the market in this neighborhood,
13:11we can price it confidently. Showings by
13:13next weekend? Are you ready for an open
13:16house?
13:17Absolutely. I just need to clear the
13:20last of my furniture from the bedroom
13:22and study. The rest can stay for
13:24staging.
13:25That evening Corey went into the garage
13:28for a tool and stopped. Against the far
13:30wall stood a tower of moving boxes taped
13:33and labeled. I was breaking down
13:35cardboard nearby.
13:37He looked at the boxes then at me, a
13:39small wrinkle forming between his
13:41eyebrows.
13:42Mom, what's all this? Are you packing?
13:45Just decluttering, Corey. You collect a
13:48lot of things in 30 years. Time to clear
13:50out the old.
13:52His shoulders sagged with relief and he
13:55completely missed what I was telling
13:57him. Oh, good. Taylor's been saying the
14:00garage is a mess anyway.
14:02I patted his arm and went back inside.
14:05He swallowed the excuse without a second
14:07thought. But the for sale sign sitting
14:09in Dawn's truck was about to break it in
14:12half.
14:13It came out on a Saturday afternoon. I
14:16had forwarded my mail to the new
14:17address, but a letter from the condo
14:20corporations slipped through to the old
14:22box.
14:23I was in my study finishing a client
14:25report when the door flew open without a
14:28knock. Taylor stood there, white-faced,
14:31holding an open envelope that trembled
14:33in her hand.
14:35"What is this?"
14:36I pushed my chair back and looked at it.
14:39The welcome package from the building's
14:40concierge with the parking garage
14:43details and the rooftop access code.
14:46"That's my mail," I said evenly, "which
14:49you've opened. That's a federal offense
14:52in this country, by the way. We can set
14:54it aside for now."
14:55She stepped in waving the pages. "It
14:58says, 'Welcome to your new residence.'
15:01It's a downtown address. Are you buying
15:03a rental with the money you wouldn't
15:05spend on the kitchen?"
15:07I folded my hands on the desk. "No,
15:09Taylor, it's not a rental. I bought a
15:12home for myself. I've already moved most
15:14of my things."
15:16She stared at me. The arrogance that
15:17usually sat on her face melted into
15:20plain confusion.
15:21"Your new home, but you live here. We
15:24live here."
15:25"I used to live here," I corrected her
15:27gently. "Now I live downtown. I'll spend
15:30my first night there tomorrow."
15:33Her mouth opened and closed. She finally
15:35looked around the study at the bare
15:37shelves, the empty closet. I watched the
15:40whole thing land on her at once, and
15:43every ounce of color left her face.
15:45"You're moving out. You're just leaving
15:48us."
15:49"I am moving out," I said rising to
15:51gather a stack of folders, "and you and
15:53Corey are going to work out your next
15:55steps because this house is going on the
15:57market."
15:58Her eyes went wide as saucers. "Selling
16:02it? You can't sell this house. Where are
16:04we supposed to live? You promised we
16:06could stay here to save money."
16:08"I offered you a place to stay out of
16:10kindness," I said, perfectly calm
16:13against her hysteria.
16:15"But since you view me as a parasite in
16:17my own home, I realized I was holding
16:19you back. You need independence. My
16:22lawyer will deliver written notice on
16:24Monday. The sign goes up the same
16:26morning. The sale closes in 60 days, and
16:29you have until then to vacate.
16:32You're insane. You can't do this to
16:34Corey. He's your son. We don't have the
16:36down payment yet, and rents are insane
16:39right now.
16:40That sounds like a problem for you and
16:42Corey to solve.
16:44She yanked her phone out, her fingers
16:46shaking so badly she dropped it. I'm
16:48calling Corey. He won't let you.
16:51He has rights to this house.
16:53I watched her scramble across the floor
16:55for it. The deed has one name on it,
16:57Taylor. Mine. Pamela Reynolds. There's
17:00nothing to negotiate.
17:02I walked out of the study and left her
17:05screaming into the phone.
17:07The 60 days were not kind to them, and
17:09I'll say honestly that I took no
17:11pleasure in the first week of it. I took
17:14a great deal in the second.
17:16On the Monday, Dawn's sign went into the
17:18front lawn.
17:20By Wednesday, the first photographer had
17:22come and gone, and Taylor had discovered
17:25what it means to keep a house showable.
17:28Strangers walked through her bedroom.
17:30Her designer clothes in garbage bags
17:32were not a good look in a listing, and
17:34Dawn, who has no patience for such
17:36things, told her so, politely, in front
17:40of a couple from Oakville.
17:42The open house was the Saturday after.
17:44I wasn't there.
17:46Dawn called me afterward, laughing in a
17:48way she was trying to hide.
17:50You'll never guess who walked in.
17:53Who?
17:55A girl named Ashley.
17:57She said she'd been to a lunch here
17:58once, and wanted to see how the place
18:01had changed. She went upstairs, saw the
18:04unmade bed and the laundry on the floor,
18:06and then she saw Taylor come out of the
18:08bathroom in her pajamas at 2:00 in the
18:11afternoon. She said, loud enough for the
18:13whole staircase,
18:15"I thought your mother-in-law did
18:17nothing all day.
18:19It looks like she's the only one who
18:20ever kept this place together.
18:23I closed my eyes and let myself breathe.
18:25That wasn't me. That was her friend. A
18:28woman who had sat at that table and
18:30laughed along had now, with her own
18:32eyes, seen what I'd carried.
18:35The offers came in over the weekend.
18:37We accepted one on the Monday.
18:3910 days after the sign went up, I signed
18:42at my lawyer's office on Bay Street over
18:44a handsome sum I won't repeat here.
18:47The next piece fell on a Thursday
18:49evening, 3 weeks before closing. Corey
18:52came by the condo.
18:53The concierge phoned up to say a young
18:56man was asking for me, and I said to
18:58send him up. I wanted to see my son in
19:00my space.
19:01He stood in the entrance in his coat and
19:04looked around at the lake through the
19:05glass, at the bookshelf, at Gary's
19:08photograph on the console.
19:11He seemed to see me for the first time
19:13in a long time.
19:14Mom, I need to say something and I don't
19:18think I should have waited this long.
19:20Go on.
19:22I found out what you were paying. He
19:24pulled a folded sheet from his pocket.
19:26It was my own phone bill, the one in my
19:28name.
19:29Taylor's car insurance, her gym
19:31membership, my phone, hers, the property
19:35tax, the hydro. I went through the
19:37statements on the account you share with
19:39the house. It adds up to almost $3,000 a
19:42month, Mom. For 3 years, I never once
19:45looked.
19:47No, I said. You didn't.
19:49And Taylor knew. His voice cracked.
19:52She's the one who sets up the household
19:54budget. She knew all of it. She told me
19:57you just had it covered and that I
19:58shouldn't make a big deal. And then she
20:01called you a parasite.
20:02He pressed a hand to his eyes. I'm so
20:05ashamed. I let her talk to you like
20:07that. I let you cut your own groceries
20:10out of the house so I didn't have to say
20:12anything.
20:13I crossed the room and put my hand on
20:15his arm the way I used to when he was
20:18small and had broken something.
20:21You were afraid, Corey. I understand
20:23that.
20:24But being afraid isn't an excuse for
20:27letting someone treat your mother like a
20:28servant.
20:30I know. He wiped his face. I told Taylor
20:33tonight that she's going to apologize to
20:35you properly, and that if she can't,
20:37we're done.
20:39What did she say?
20:41He laughed without humor.
20:43She said I was being dramatic. She said
20:45you were manipulating me. She said if I
20:48loved her, I'd call my mother and beg
20:50her to cancel the sale.
20:52And what did you say?
20:54I said I'd love to see her try to pay
20:57her half of a rental on her own.
20:59I almost smiled, not quite. Taylor tried
21:02one last time. She came to the condo on
21:05a Sunday the week before closing, and
21:07this time she didn't try to be clever.
21:10Winston rang my line and said, "Mrs.
21:13Reynolds, there's a young woman at the
21:14desk. She says she's family. She's been
21:17crying."
21:18Is she on my list, Winston?
21:20No, ma'am.
21:22Then she isn't coming up. Tell her I'll
21:24come down.
21:26I took the elevator to the lobby and
21:28found her on the leather bench by the
21:29mailboxes. Mascara smeared, clutching
21:33her purse in both hands. She stood up
21:35too fast. Without the sofa and the
21:38tablet and her friends to play to, she
21:40looked about 19.
21:42Pamela, please. Corey's barely speaking
21:46to me. He moved his paycheck. He says I
21:49spent the down payment, and I only
21:50borrowed from it. I was going to put it
21:52back. And the landlord in Hamilton wants
21:55first and last, and we don't Taylor,
21:58what did you come here to say?
22:00She swallowed. I'm sorry you felt
22:03disrespected. Try again.
22:06I'm sorry that
22:07I was stressed and Ashley was being so
22:10judgy.
22:11And you have to understand how it looked
22:13from where I was standing.
22:15That's two tries, and you've blamed me
22:17and your friend. I kept my voice level.
22:20Winston found something fascinating on
22:22his desk. Here is what you need to
22:25understand. For 3 years, I paid close to
22:28$3,000 a month so the two of you could
22:30save. Your phone, Corey's phone, your
22:33car insurance, your gym, the family plan
22:36is canceled as of the 1st.
22:39The insurance is yours to take over by
22:41then.
22:42I'm not angry about the money.
22:44I'm finished being talked about like
22:46something you were stuck with.
22:48You can't just cut us off. We'll have
22:50nothing.
22:51You'll have two salaries and each other
22:54if Corey's willing. That's more than
22:56most people start with.
22:58Her chin shook. Not even a few extra
23:01weeks in the house?
23:02The house is sold. The buyers take
23:04possession on the last day of the month.
23:07It isn't mine to lend anymore. I picked
23:09up my keys and you're not coming up. I
23:12don't want you in my home. Not today,
23:14not later.
23:16She had no comeback.
23:18For the first time since I'd known her,
23:19Taylor had nothing to say.
23:21I went back to the elevator and she
23:24watched the doors close on her.
23:26They moved out on the last day of the
23:28month. I drove to Burlington that
23:30morning to walk the empty rooms once
23:32more with Dawn before the handover.
23:35Corey was carrying the last box down to
23:38a rented van.
23:39Taylor stood alone in the kitchen under
23:41the oak cabinets she'd called dated with
23:44a ring of keys in her hand.
23:46She held them out. These are ours.
23:49I took them. Thank you.
23:51She didn't leave. She stared at the
23:54floor tiles. I'm sorry I called you a
23:56parasite. You paid for everything and I
23:59let myself believe you were nothing
24:01because it was easier than admitting I
24:03was the one taking. It was cruel and it
24:06was wrong. There's no but
24:08It was the first honest thing she had
24:10ever said to me.
24:12I believe you mean it today, I said. I
24:14accept it, but it doesn't put us back
24:17where we were. You won't be at my table
24:19and I won't be at yours. That's how this
24:22ends, Taylor.
24:23She nodded once and walked out to the
24:26van without looking back.
24:28Corey was waiting on the front step with
24:30an envelope. Inside was a check and a
24:33sheet of paper. In his careful
24:35engineer's printing, a repayment
24:37schedule. $400 a month, every month
24:41until he'd covered what I'd spent on
24:43them.
24:44"It'll take me 20 years." he said.
24:47"Then it'll take 20 years." I put the
24:49envelope in my purse. "I'm taking it,
24:52Corey, because you need to give it.
24:54Not because I need it.
24:56What you and Taylor decide is yours to
24:58figure out." I added. "My door is open
25:00to you, only you."
25:02He hugged me on the lawn of the house
25:04where he'd grown up, then climbed into
25:06the van.
25:08I watched it go down the street until
25:10the corner took it, and I handed the
25:12last key to Dawn.
25:14That night I drove the Lakeshore home.
25:16Winston greeted me by name. I rode the
25:19elevator up, unlocked my door, and
25:21stepped into a silence so complete it
25:24felt like a hand easing the back of my
25:26neck. The windows glowed with the city.
25:29My internet was lightning fast. My
25:31fridge was stocked the way I like it,
25:34with the good butter in the door.
25:36I poured a glass of Niagara Riesling and
25:39stepped out onto the balcony, and I
25:41breathed in the cold air off Lake
25:43Ontario.
25:44For the first time in years, I felt
25:46completely at home.
25:48And I had paid for every inch of it
25:50myself.

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