Libby smiled then, clinging to old days like a life raft. And she hadn't been robbed yet, and no one harassed her. She assumed this would stay that way. She saw no reason for anyone to wish her harm. It wasn't like she wouldn't just give her worldly possessions to who ever wanted them.
"Some things do not change. Nor do certain habits. I like having an open home. Besides, all this is replaceable." She smiled then as she took a drink from her wine, not seeing any problem.