The people we bought this house from were downsizing to get more from their retirement years amid a hard situation (he had been diagnosed with early onset Parkinson's). What actually happened: his illness progressed quickly and he ended up in round the clock nursing care, and this winter, at 70, she unexpectedly died.
We didn't know each other well- just trading e-mails and cards- but they lived here 40 years and my brain is struggling with 'there will be no more answers, about anything, EVER'