Chapter 5Terrence Graham had come home from the war to find he’d inherited the family home but not much money for its upkeep. He cashed in his G.I. life insurance and added some amenities in the form of an enlarged kitchen and adjoining bathrooms for each of the guest bedrooms. Work was completed in the spring of ‘47, and he and his wife Eleanora opened Terry’s Guest House. It was a quaint little inn with a nice-sized dining room off the kitchen on the first floor and a lounge at the front of the house. Four guest bedrooms were on the second floor, and Terry and Eleanora lived up on the third.
Eleanora was at the reception desk when we entered. “David!” She smiled, came around the counter, and hugged me.
“Should I be jealous, caro?” Dr. Avila stood by the door.
“Not at all. This is Elea
