Later that evening, after I’d moved the tenants affected by the water damage to another unit and done some paperwork, I texted Dimitry that I’d be bringing a friend with me on the weekend and would that be okay. He texted back that he would love to meet my new friend.
I spent the rest of the week dealing with minor crises, evicting delinquent lessees, and letting the anticipation build for Saturday with Dimitry and Nolan.
Nolan and I had messaged each other from time to time, mainly to get details about the upcoming visit, as well as the funeral that was planned for the late Mr. Flannigan. It would be held on Sunday at the cemetery where he would be buried, the day after our visit with Dimitry.
It was still difficult for me to get my head around the idea that Nolan Flannigan was interes
