My Neighbor Chavela

I am upset about the recent news that my 65-ish year-old neighbor, Isabel (Chavela, as we all call her), is being evicted from the house she has been living in for the last 20 years. On the block, Chavela claims to have lived for an additional 10 years.
In late August, Chavela says, her landlord's nephew gave her notice of his intentions of selling the property. Her landlord has not been around in the last year, as he has been put in a nursing home. Chavela is upset that the nephew never gave her an option of buying the house, which she has cared for and lived in for two decades. Last month, a couple who work as realtors, knocked on her door with papers claiming to be the new owners and giving her just a month to move out. I came into Chavela's house yesterday and saw most of her belongings in boxes. I could see that workers had already come into the property to make changes and fix things around the house. They couldn't even wait for me to leave, Chavela says. The realtors have also not shown their face at all since evicting her.
Chavela says she will be moving in with a relative in the neighborhood, but not really walking distance from the block she has called home for 30 years. She has no children. She will putting most of her belongings in that public storage place on Glendale Blvd. She says she will miss seeing me walking up our hill with my bookbag around my shoulders, heading home. I told her I will miss our conversations and will miss hearing her call my name to say hello.
Sometimes changes suck...