I liked it, The house had everything that I would normally love. There were gardens and a Rookwood floor in the solarium. It was a traditional home versus Tony's modern mansion, but it was way too big. There was like twenty-two rooms! Yeah, I should have been hoo-ha! But I still couldn't help feeling that there was no reason why this should all come to me. It didn't seem real. So when Monica told me my liquid assets were fifteen-point something, something million, she might as well have said, "You have a gazillion trillion dollars in the bank." It was too overwhelming to think about.
"Tony was here," she said after showing me the fifth guest bedroom.
This time I did a better job of hiding my reaction. "Why?"
She looked at me in confusion. "You two are an item, aren't you? I thought ...
