“How about this? Take my house. Live there. Do whatever you want.” “I couldn’t. What if you need it?” “Given that it’s a seven-bedroom lakefront mansion, I’m pretty sure there’s room for me to visit.” She picked up another waffle fry and dipped it in ketchup. “It rarely gets used. After all the money I spent on the damn roof last year, someone should live there and benefit from it.”
