One of the things I like about renting from an out-of-town landlord is that, when it comes time to show my house to prospective tenants, sometimes I get to do the showings myself. Having spent four years in this house, I know its strong points and its quirks, and I enjoy playing tour guide.
Today I did a second showing for the couple who will probably take it, and it went really well until just before the end. The husband asked the wife what sort of feeling she got from the place. She sighed heavily, gave a sort of wan, apologetic smile, made eye contact with me, and said, "loneliness."
Sad to say, she was right on the money.
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