Marilyn
The house had settled in just three weeks, because nothing had gone wrong with the contracts or transfer of the deed. The owners had already moved out and into their new home. She’d had it transferred into a family trust, so it was not only hers but the boys as well, and that trust she’d had created was known as the Riddley Family Trust, simple and easy, her first name not attached to it.
She’d talked a fair bit to Anabell over the past few weeks as she dreamed more and more about things that could possibly only be Marrin’s life events. Sometimes they weren’t even dreams, she’d be doing something, and she’d suddenly have a memory of doing that before in another home.
Putting flowers in a vase had gotten her every single week. It was something she liked to do; have fresh flowers
