I could almost imagine living in it the way I couldn’t imagine living in Diana’s. I wondered what the other visitors thought. That it wasn’t upscale enough to be on the tour? That they wanted their money back? As we toured the second floor of the house, which included a children’s playroom and a sunny office, I overheard a woman say this house didn’t belong on the tour because it just wasn’t posh enough. Just what I thought might happen. I hated to hear snobby remarks like that. This house might not be posh, but it had a certain charm that was lacking in such houses as Diana’s. Don’t get me wrong. I loved Diana’s house, especially her kitchen, but this place said “Welcome, come in and don’t worry about spilling anything or leaving footprints on the carpet.” Which reminded me of the blood on the floor. I hadn’t seen any. Of course I hadn’t. I hadn’t seen any blood, and I hadn’t seen Diana. Where was she? When we went downstairs, I noticed the kitchen didn’t have a pizza oven or acres of granite counters.
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