“But if—” “And,” my father interrupted me, “it keeps him from raising the rent.”
“But… ” My mother reached over and took my hand. “Sweetheart, I’m sorry if this is a shock. I guess we always thought you knew.”
“But what about the yard? Why keep up the inside but not the outside?”
My father frowned and said, “When we signed the lease, he assured us he would fix the fences, front and back, and plant sod in the front yard.”
“Obviously that never happened.” He shook his head. “It’s a major undertaking, and fencing is not cheap.
I can’t see putting that sort of investment into a property that’s not ours. Plus, it’s the principle of the thing.”
“But we live here,” I whispered, “and it looks so bad.”
My father studied me. “Julianna, what happened?” “Nothing, Daddy,” I said, but he knew I was lying.
“Sweetheart,” he whispered, “tell me.” I knew what he’d say if I told him,
and yet I couldn’t not tell him. Not with the way he was looking at me.
So I took a deep breath and said, “The Loskis have been throwing my eggs away
because they were afraid they’d have salmonella because our yard is such a mess.”
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