Okay, mansion. He had money and it showed in the wide lawns stashed behind high stone walls, and the building itself. It towered four stories into the air and held a commanding view of the sea. The finely worked stone had amazed her when her mom married him during Tiffany’s junior year of high school. The three years she’d lived there had been amazing. It was totally different than growing up in the suburbs with a single mom. It still upset her that they had divorced. It thrilled her that her relationship with Jeff hadn’t soured after the divorce. He still treated her exactly the same way as he always had; like one of his own children, of which he had several who were older than she was by half a decade. He’d even footed the bill for Stanford, though she hadn’t asked him to. She turned right and walked down the wall toward the ocean. She knew she should’ve called to tell him she was coming, but curiosity had convinced her not to. There’d always been rumors about his Halloween balls.
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