She still speaks to Jeremy when she finds something she thinks he needs to do for her or send her.
- She complains that he is "detaching" from her and not giving her the attention she wants.
I was going to say, "Well, once Jeremy has sold the house and unloaded all of the shit he no longer needs—including everything she left behind—she won't be able to do that any more."
Only the sale of the house seems to have fallen through, and it's now off the market. I took this screengrab on the 10th:
And this is what the listing on Zillow looks like right now:
It's not just off the market, but all of the listing photos have been removed.
Maybe he's realized he needs to do some additional work on the place to get it ready for market, if he's going to get a decent price for it. Removing the wheelchair ramp, putting some trim around the doorways he had to widen, and getting rid of all of Evie's left-behind shit would be a good start.
Or, maybe now that Evie's gone, and she's not draining him dry, he's decided he can afford to stay. In which case, he either needs to stop answering her calls/texts/emails, or change his phone number.
ETA: As for Evie already not being able to pay rent, I am absolutely unsurprised, given that she appears to have no income. How the hell she even got approved to get into that apartment had me baffled (still does); I've known enough disabled-but-not-on-disability folks, and assorted working poor, who struggled like mad to find housing they could afford, and successfully jump through all of the hoops to get it. But somehow Evie got into an apartment right away.
That she's only now getting around to getting her medical care eligibility and shit like food stamps figured out is pretty WTF-inducing. She could have had most of that done before she moved, or at least knew what she needed to do the moment she arrived in Oklahoma. I should introduce her to my long-homeless personal lolcow, who is also a semi-retarded parasite (on top of now being an actual crazy person, assuming she's not dead or trafficked), because my personal cow is a fucking pro at getting all of her tugboats in line the instant she arrives in a new state.