Chapter 20Cole
I wasn’t terribly surprised when, after I told Mario about my housing conversation with Byron, he confessed that the apartment was going on the market. “That’s fine,” I said, even though a little blob of cortisol zinged into my system. It was bound to be upsetting that my home of multiple decades would now be completely lost to me.
Mario, of course, knew me very well. “I’m sorry it worked out this way.”
“We had a lot of good years there. I’ll get over it. I’m glad you and Luke are moving forward. Really,” I added, to emphasize my sincerity, though it may have come across as trying too hard. I changed the subject, sort of. “The next time Byron and I talk about his house, I might suggest that if he had any remodeling in mind, to get it done while I live next door. That way
