Tyler and I have been taking grandma around town to look at a few places before she officially decides to put the house on the market. I'm still kind of hoping she'll change her mind about selling, but I'm trying to push those selfish feelings aside. She needs this, and I want her to have it.
I just wish the timing of it all could've been a little better. I'm leaving for Baltimore in a few days. Who will help her move? Who will make sure she's not scammed when she sells the house? People are always trying to take advantage of the elderly.
"This last place is not on the list," Tyler says as he drives us along. "It just became available as of today."
"Oh, where is it?" Grandma asks.
"In the French Quarter," he winks at her.
"The French Quarter? You know we can't afford a place in the Fr
