Oh. These houses were all oceanside properties. There was a beach that seemed to be shared by several large properties. Glancing out the window again, I squinted, but couldn't make out the water. It was too dark. But I did notice that there were a few hundred yards between each house. Most of them were fenced for privacy.
Finally, mom pulled into a driveway. It was all lit up, both the drive toward the house and the house itself. It took a minute to get past the security gate, but clearly whoever was manning the thing knew our mother. Heading up the driveway, it curved toward the house and then opened up into what I could only describe as a mini parking lot. There were dozens of cars parked there already. And I realized I could hear some kind of faint, rhythmic music coming from the house
