Panic Room Part Deaux

So the last time we left off, Flebbie was ready to move out of Lindy's apartment, but alas she had not yet received the key to her new place from her landlord. Apparently, there's nothing unusual about putting down a deposit of almost all of your rent, not signing a lease, and not receiving a key.

When we finally made it down to Flebbie's, this morning, she still hadn't heard from her landlord. We were told that we would be moving a couch from a friend of Lindy's house who did not return after Katrina to our mutual friend Vinny's apartment. We all couldn't fit in the cab of the pick-up truck we came in, so I had to stay behind with Lindy. Flebbie was packed for the most part, but she just needed to get organized. I folded a bunch of her clothes and put them in shopping bags. I also organized her boxes so they would be easier to get to when we started packing the car. As it turns out, we never got to move Flebbie. The landlord never showed and her apartment didn't look done yet. Could she have been scammed? We don't know. We'll have to wait and find out. Until then, she'll have to live in the small confines of Lindy's apartment.

Until next time...