“I didn’t want you talking me out of it before I had the facts.”
“What facts?”
She folded her hands.
“Because of an old arrangement, my rate would be reduced.”
I frowned.
“What old arrangement?”
“Years ago, after my sister died, I donated part of her estate to help renovate one of their wings. I also served on the advisory board for a while. Legacy residents like me get a lower rate.”
“How much lower?”
She hesitated.
“Twenty-five hundred dollars a month.”