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“He must have a big ol’ you know what,” I mumble as the movers finish
bringing our boxes inside the large estate. There seemed to be so many more
boxes when we packed up our small two-bedroom condo, but here in the
grand foyer, the actual number before us looks so pitiful. I swallow as I look
around, putting on a brave face. As my therapist would tell me: I can do hard
things. And moving across the country to a gigantic house I’ve never seen,
complete with a new stepfather and stepbrother? Yeah. That’s hard—though
I’d never admit it out loud.
“What’s that, hon?” my mom asks, a clipboard in her left hand. She’s
perfectly put together despite the hectic morning, her athleisure wear snug
against her toned body, and her blonde hair pulled into a tight ponytail. One
of the movers not-so-discretely checks her ass out as he moves a dolly back
outside, and I roll my eyes. She had me at eighteen—the age I am right now,
which is crazy to think about—so I’m used to people openly hitting on her
and thinking we’re sisters.
“Nothing,” I answer, smirking as I run my finger along the dark wood of
the staircase. The house—if you can even call the grand estate a mere house
—is way nicer than I expected. Go, Mom. Way to score that rich peen.
“Where’s Andrew? I thought he’d be here to welcome us.”
My mom shakes her head as she checks things off her to-do list. “Nope.
He’s in Saint Tropez until Sunday.”
“How rude of him not to invite us,” I joke, and she chuckles.
“It’s for business, Briar. I wouldn’t want to go anyway. I have so much to
do around here.” She looks around, and her eyes have that excited gleam she
always gets when she has a new project in front of her. To me, this is a house
—to her, this is her newest endeavor. By Thanksgiving, this house will be
scrubbed from top to bottom, artwork hung, rugs placed down, candles set up
on every surface imaginable…
I look around. It seems pretty put together to me, but I know she intends
to make it ours. Right now, anyone could live here, and the furniture and
decorations are generic and dated. The foyer, which is where we’re standing,
opens up so that the formal living room is to our right, a formal dining room
to our left, and straight ahead is the casual breakfast room, a library, an
informal living room, an office, a kitchen, a wine cellar, and a conservatory
that leads into the expansive garden out back, flanked by an Olympic-sized
pool and tennis court.
And that’s just this floor. Up the wide staircase by the front door are
eleven bedrooms. Downstairs, there’s a large basement lounge area with a
wet bar, a game room, a theater to watch television, another office, and an
ensuite guest room, as if the eleven upstairs don’t cut it. Who even needs that
many bedrooms, anyway?
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