The Grey’s
"Come on, I'll show you the way. I was actually on my way to call you down for breakfast."
As we walked, Susan kept up a steady stream of friendly chatter, pointing out various rooms and sharing little tidbits about the house. Her warmth was infectious, and I found myself relaxing in her presence.
We finally arrived at a set of ornate double doors. Susan pushed them open, revealing a kitchen that looked like it had been plucked straight from a home design magazine. Gleaming stainless steel appliances, miles of marble countertops, and a massive island that could easily seat a dozen people.
"Help yourself to some cereal, dear," Susan said. "I need to run and check on a few things, but I'll be
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