The safehouse was pretty nice. I had woken up early and was just walking around. The house was pretty far from any other house and it was right on the beach. It was smaller than his other house. It kind of looked like a nice little college. There was something so peaceful about it. At first I was scared when I woke up but something about the sound of the waves crashing softly and the pretty light blue walls made me happy.
It didn't look like Frank had decorated this place. Or even picked it out, really. It just wasn't his style. This place seemed so much more…just…opposite of Frank. It seemed gentle and kind and almost feminine. From the pretty pastel colors on the walls to the pink throw pillows on the couch and the flowers on nearly every open surface.
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