I have one. She doesn't actually live through, she lives with her "sweetheart" in a town about an hour away. He isn't her boyfriend he's her "sweetheart". They're are also trees in our side of the yard that mom wants to cut down, but she loves them. The truth of the matter is the trees are ugly as sin and have taken over a wooden fence and need to get cut down. She never talks to us but if you saw her you'd understand. When she has she's nice, but she different.