According to my Aunt Carol, my grandma used to curse people. You know, as in the hex kind of curse. When my aunt got married, Grandma made this proclamation:
“You will never own a home as long as you are married to him.”
According to my aunt, the curses always came true. I didn’t see it so much as a curse, but more that my grandma was an astute student of human nature.
Anyway, the curse / prediction regarding my aunt turned out completely true: the whole time they were married, they always lived in apartments.
When my uncle passed away, my aunt used the life insurance money and bought a house.
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