/Amber's pov/
"Um, yeah," I said as I took in all of the beautiful decorations and furnishings in the room. "You could put my whole home into your living room and kitchen," I said, a smile on my face.
He burst out laughing. "This home is beautiful, but it's much too large for just the two of us. "I'm not sure why they felt the need to get such a pricey one."
"So, what does my father do at this point?"
" I inquired, my curiosity piqued, as he gave me a can of Pepsi.
"Stocks and common stock. I'm not sure what he does for a living; he's some kind of major broker or something. "He earns a lot of money, however," he said with a grin on his face.
Dad was still doing it then, and it was something he used to do when we were youngsters. Because being at his home had freaked me out to the poi
