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remained.
    I shook off the groggy memory of the dream, jumped in the shower, and cleaned up.
The many windows bathed the house in light. The ceiling above the foyer, all stained glass, let rainbows bounce around the entire lower level. I turned my phone on long enough to text Kelly that I was okay, then shut it off again, ignoring all the messages and texts. I plugged it in to charge and headed for the grocery store Timothy had pointed out last night. Cleaning supplies were a must.
    The streets were warm and filled with life as I entered the shop. It was more a general store than just a grocery. I bought a small wagon, loaded up my groceries and cleaning supplies, and headed back to my father’s house. Something would have to be done with the grass and all the overgrown vegetation. Nature was good, but this was a jungle.
    I got through the bedroom and my bathroom pretty quickly, then found the washer and dryer and put sheets in to be cleaned. The kitchen needed major cleaning, but it looked like something out of a cooking TV show, with metal counters, stainless steel appliances, endless cupboards, and four massive sinks.
    Halfway through my cleaning of the kitchen, the doorbell rang. I didn’t even recall seeing a bell last night. I put aside the supplies for a minute and walked to the door, wondering how they’d gotten through the gate.
    Two men stood on my doorstep. One was Timothy, the other an Asian man in a suit. “Hello, Mr. Rou. I’m Jonathon Odagiri.”
    Oh, the lawyer. “Hello. You guys want to come in? I just put a pot of tea on.” They both stepped inside as I held the door for them. The crunch of leaves beneath their boots reminded me I needed to get this area cleaned up too. “Kitchen is this way.” I led them toward the back of the house and the mostly sparkling kitchen.
    “Wow,” Timothy said. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen this kitchen so clean.”
I motioned them to sit on one of the barstools at the oversized breakfast bar. “I’m just getting started. I hope it’s okay that I clean.” I looked at the lawyer.
“It is. I brought the paperwork that puts the house and the trust for it officially in your name.” Mr. Odagiri put his briefcase on the counter and opened it to pull out papers. “You don’t have to sign them right now, but I did bring them for you to have some time to read over.”
“Thank you.”
“Do you need help with the cleaning?” Timothy asked, though he didn’t appear to like the idea of helping. Or maybe he just didn’t like cleaning. “There used to be a caretaker here, but Dad fired him four years ago.”
“Thank you for the offer, but I’d rather do it myself.” It would take a while, but I had time. “Perhaps you can recommend someone reliable to help with the yard. The trust will cover that cost, right?”
Mr. Odagiri nodded. “I also have an extra key to the gate and the door; once the papers are signed, I’ll hand them over to you. Any expenses for the house can be billed to this account.” He handed me a slip of paper. “Just have your contractors call me if there are any questions.”
“Okay. Thanks.”
“I know a guy who does lawn care that I can have stop by. He’s always looking for work and can do what you need without a big crew to bug you all day.” Timothy pulled out his phone and appeared to text someone.
“That would be great.”
The lawyer got up, which made Timothy move too. I walked them to the door. Obviously they hadn’t planned on staying long. “You’ll be coming to the reading of the will next Monday?” Mr. Odagiri asked.
“Sure, if I can catch a ride with someone.”
“I’ll drive you,” Timothy offered.
“Thanks.”
They headed out the door. Timothy paused and waited until the lawyer was out of earshot. “Keep the gate locked, doors too.”
I frowned at him. “Does someone want the house?”
    He shook his head. “Not the house. I’ve heard of you, Seiran. Even out here in California we know of the first male