This is Milch's Life's Work: "When the Brentwood house was first on the market, a woman wrote to Rita and said she had driven past and then had parked and walked up and looked at the house and the yard and the trees and wanted to raise her kids there. That’s what Rita had done, and it gave her pleasure to imagine this woman making a life there for her family. We sold her the house, and . . . Rita and I moved to a smaller rental farther south. The family who bought the old house in Brentwood demolished it. The thing that upset Rita most wasn’t the destruction of the house itself, or even that the woman lied, it was that she tore down the trees."
Well, my daughter Sabrina drove by it and wept. Nothing was there. Chain link fence, I think she said, and bare dirt.
So it was a vacant lot for years before becoming the most expensive house in a 2nd rate block.
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