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“Y
ou have a lovely home, Kelly.”
Speaking up as I crossed the threshold, I took in the cool colors and impeccable décor with wide eyes. The house was two stories, and it was abundantly clear she’d spent a lot of money suiting her domestic taste. A massive sectional sofa sat ten feet in front of me, covered in coffee-colored leather and overstuffed. In front of the couch was a wall mounted television that was easily 70 inches, if not bigger. There was even a buffet table behind the couch, and I stared at the display under furrowed brows as I slipped out of my heels.
“Thanks. I’m sorry about the living room- I switched out furniture for the Olympics. My family comes up for two and a half weeks. Do you want some wine? I’m just going to go start cooking. I had the steaks marinating a
