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The color palette here was unreal She’d found an avocado bathroom That would definitely have to be dealt with But so much else just needed tweaks She pulled out her phone and flicked through her contacts as she breathed in deeply There was a bit of an odor A tang that frequently featured in houses that hadn’t really been lived in for a number of years

Smell was so much But she could deal with that Carpets, drapes and upholstery could all be replaced But she wasn’t sure she would change the style So much of it was perfect

She pressed a fa

“Hello, baby girl”

“Hi, Moot news”

“Are you at the sales? What did you buy?”

Phoebe laughed “No, Momma I’m in a whole different place” She looked around as her heart gave a little jump “I just want you to know that in a feeeks, the medical bills won’t be a problem”

There was a sharp intake of breath Her irl, what have you done?”

It didn’t matter she enty-seven It didn’t matter that she had her own place and her own life She would always be her mother’s baby

She laughed “I haven’t done anything, Moot the job of my dreams And it pays more than I could ever have hoped for”

Her ed from panic “Phoebe, what kind of job is this?”

Phoebe shook her head “It’s exactly the kind of job I do every day But this house” she pressed one hand to her chest and breathed in, as if saying itreal “it’s in the Hamptons”

“What?” Her mother’s voice came out as a squeak

“Yes,” Phoebe said quickly “I got a call this ” She lowered her voice to a whisper “A quarter of a million dollars if I can work over the next four weeks and redress this house”

“How much?” This time it wasn’t a squeak This time it was more like a shriek

But Phoebe didn’t get a chance to answer “Who is this person with a house in the Haot mixed up with? How did they find out about you?”