So Lisa tells me (after taking Dad to the emergency room last night as part of the fallout of his traffic accident on Friday) that the Fr(uckh)e(a)d actually returned her call Saturday (but she missed the call).
He said we needed to contact Frank. And he dismissed the talk of stucco cracks as something he told us to expect.
Fuck him.
I'll take pictures today, and we'll follow up this week.
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