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The yard bore no resemblance to the somewhat dilapidated, thoroughly gated and secured one that Dani had been in possession of in Ilocos. No, this one was gorgeous.
Nestled in wine country, not too far from Jerome’s and Libby’s home but not too close either, lay a house and a yard that were everything she’d dreamed of. The home was on the smaller side, three bedrooms upstairs and an open kitchen-living room downstairs, with a few utility rooms and an office for Dani as well.
It was painted a mild, pleasing sandstone-yellow with white doors and windows, and the greenery around it was gorgeous. Plenty of space for kids to run around, a small pool, and berry bushes and trees starting to pop up and come into their own. But what made it truly special was the company Dani kept.