Happy endings

Blake Bailey in Slate:

He wanted to give me ("no strings attached") a new house in a subdivision he was building in Mandeville, across the lake from New Orleans: "This is not a gimmick, not a scam," he wrote. He explained that he'd been killed recently, then revived, and thus "forever changed": "I vowed to myself after that, that I would do as much as humanly possible to help my fellow man, and make myself a better person."

Thank God for happy endings. Still, I wonder if a grandma from the Ninth Ward could find such a deal.

(Tip: preserving NOLA)