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"Are you sure you have the correct address?" I inquired of Mom. Sarah, unlike me, was taken aback by the magnificent home that was before us. Our home was almost double the size of this one. The lawn was the most brilliant emerald I'd seen in a while. As we approached, I believe I noticed a pond in the rear. Mom nodded as she checked her phone. "This is it, for sure." We stepped out of another car, our gaze fixed on the mansion. The customer was affluent, but the house—no, country house nuts, according to Mom. "And then we get to spend a few months here?" Mother nodded one more. I followed her into the home, up the stairs. The inside appeared to be larger than everybody else in implied. A broad stairwell was seen from the lobby. A dining room was on the left, while a living room was on
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