She slid the papers toward me.
“I want to buy your 60% of the house over five years with monthly payments of $2,300. It’s all calculated here with fair interest.”
I was silent, reading.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because it’s the right thing to do,” she said simply. “It’s your house, your investment, your sacrifice, and we’ve been living off your generosity for too long.”
“I thought you wanted to keep the house for free,” I said with an ironic smile.
“The Emily from a year ago did,” she admitted. “Today’s Emily wants to earn things. Wants to pay what she owes. Wants to sleep without guilt.”
I looked at the numbers.
It was a fair offer.
Very fair.
“And Teresa and her kids,” Emily added, “we offered to let them stay as our official tenants if you agree to sell. With a real contract. Fair rent. They accepted. The kids are inseparable.”
