yesterday just after lunch, the phone rang...
just had gotten done with PT...
and we didn't get to the phone in time...
but the area code was Richmond, Va...
I know this because my in-laws live there...
but it wasn't their home number...
my brother in law is have some heart tests done...
having some problems there...
so thinking that this might be one of their cell phones...
and that something might have happened...
I quickly dial back...
it's a lady named Debbie with a sugary sweet southern accent...
looking for my sister in law...
my brother in law was transferred to South Carolina and since he is so close to retiring...
they locked up their townhouse in Richmond...
and are renting in NC now...
so the townhouse should be vacant...
but this Debbie was standing in the middle of their house...
found our number in an address book and was trying to find my sil...
Debbie is on the board for the townhouses...
the door was found wide open...
someone broke in, had been using it to sell drugs out of...
they took the downstairs tv, but they think that's all...
most of their stuff they moved with them...
and took anything of value...
so there was really nothing in there to get...
they left the tv because it was too heavy to move...
I wouldn't give Debbie my sil's number...
I called my sil and gave her Debbie's number and told her what she had said...
Debbie said the house was trashed...
it wasn't...
a friend went right over and checked it out...
pretty freaky...
but it has been used as for drug dealing...
but not drug cooking...
there was no smell...
their friend stops once a week or so to check the mail box to make sure nothing is in there...
but he doesn't go in...
he is going to start doing that now...
it was a little freaky...
not knowing if the whole house was trashed or not...
freaky...
I think it's wonderful that Debbie cared enough to go into the townhouse, rummage around to find contact info, and make that call.
ReplyDeleteYou just never know. A lady came in the shop telling that her mother had taken ill out of state and they went to be with her in the last days. While gone someone had moved in their house and weekly made a trip to a local flea market selling this ladies things, carried on her trailer and truck.
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Glad the house is ok, but goodness nothing is safe.
ReplyDeleteGlad the house is ok, but goodness nothing is safe.
ReplyDeleteThis is freaky! And scary!
ReplyDeleteOh Tete,
ReplyDeleteThat is truly Freaky.... maybe she was the one who was selling the drugs from the home ~ she just couldn't live with the guilt anymore....
Hope the sun is still shining, we have Your Sun today, so much better then the Gloom & rain of the past days.
Have a wonderful & restful weekend, Dear Friend!
xox
Cheryl
Well, that is really weird....so I am wondering...was this Debbie on the up-and-up then? Very, very odd that she said it was trashed and it wasn't!?! xo Diana
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