”“I know, Gertrude. Market diversification.”Harold, seat belt diagonally across his dark blue blazer, white shirt, Trumpian red tie, dropped the...word ‘market’ into his conversation in record time this morning. Ever since Gertie had agreed to be his financial advisor, he’d taken to her business lessons like a 12-year old getting his first tit.We were on our way to see another fixer-upper, our first outside Harold’s homeland - the Northeast. But the apartment building off 63rd was similar to his. By the end of the evening, we had agreed to go out with them on a double-date that coming Friday night. On the way home, the reality of the situation hit me.Jessica asked if I had a good time.“All I can say is that two weeks ago, I never imagined that I would wear a slinky dress and heels, plus dance with some guy who was unaware I was not what I appeared. No one even noticed when I went to the ladies’ room.”“See? I said you looked good. I meant it, too. Now we can plan for Friday night. There. From our research and by the age of the town folk it is likely that the town will quietly die as people keep moving out and the population gets much older. 75% of the school children are centered in an area of less than 5 miles of your farm. Half of the land in your area is owned only by the bank as foreclosed properties and are currently in danger of being taken by the state for unpaid taxes. One of the things we are proposing is to take at least an equal plus one of these properties and in. Now she no longer felt the necessity to continue the charade. She walked to her purse and took out her little notebook."Roger: Don't bother to come home. My lawyer will contact you at your brother's home. I prefer not to see you again. Bobby will drop your things off to you. Maybe you can explain to him why you preferred drink to me." Lisa.She propped the note on the nightstand, and dropping the room key next to it, she picked up her bag, and went out the door.Lisa stood for a moment in front.