Good Graces
By Courtney Milnestein
It had taken an inordinate amount of cajoling and coercing, a considerable amount of leaning on relatives and borrowing from friends, but, in the end, the house was their own. Well, as much as it could be, John thought, wondering if anyone truly could own property in London.
Still bitter, the recollection of his grandparents’ house stirred, and he remembered how, as a child, he had always believed that he would inherit the house, and how in the end it had been necessary to sell it off under duress from the government to pay for his grandmother’s silent, saddening existence in the care home where she now resided. But in the end, they had got there, hadn’t they? In the end the two of them, him and Terry, had scrimped and saved and begged and borrowed unt
