"Here?" Ah! He must mean the coffee shop. "I do. It's where I used to live, actually. Once it was an apartment complex but then it was bought off and turned into this."

Looking around, she spots something and (politely) points to the direction of the front door. Her tone takes a wistful quality to it, no doubt remembering the times when she was still alive and well. "There are notches over there on the frame of the door if you want proof. Faint but you can see it. That's where the other mothers and I used to measure our children's heights."