She had rented it out to a friend when she moved to Australia and dreaded returning to its four walls almost all the way on her return flight home. But to her immense surprise and even bigger relief, the house welcomed her with open arms, and she settled back in much easier than she anticipated. Or maybe it was the fact that her sister loved cleaning almost as much as she liked gardening. Both her home and the little back garden that went with it were immaculate and perfect. She opened the door, making a mental note to remember to talk to Mrs. Markowitz from next door. The older lady was overjoyed when her young neighbor moved back in. She told her just this very morning, as Kate was rushing away, that she had some forms for her to fill out. If Kate didn’t mind, she would drop by her place to make sure she really received them. Which translated into her making sure Kate didn’t just dispose of the precious memos from the townhouse complex board meetings. Either way, she could hardly reject the offer, knowing that the older lady was dying with curiosity about what she had done with her place so far.
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