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As they walked up the stone path, the front door opened, and Lisa\u2019s husband, David, appeared with a broad smile. \u201cWelcome home, Margaret,\u201d he called.<\/p>\n
Margaret stood still, bewildered. I don\u2019t understand. Lisa gently guided her mother toward the porch.<\/p>\n
Mom, David, and I bought this house three months ago. We\u2019ve been renovating it ever since. She gestured toward the entryway. \u201cWould you like to see the inside?\u201d Still confused, Margaret allowed herself to be led through the front door into a bright, open living room. The space was lovingly furnished with a mix of new furniture. To Margaret\u2019s surprise, many of her own belongings. Her favorite book. A chair sat by a large bay window. Her handmade quilts covered the sofa, and her collection of family photographs covered a brick fireplace mantel.<\/p>\n