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    This mansion, this two story gigantic house with six bedrooms, two kitchens, three living areas, a movie room and a swimming pool—it’s all my new home.
    Last night was a whirlwind of awesome. My little sisters were in awe as we drove up to the house, which has an actual gate in the front and everything. Mom was watching for us and she opened the gate when we arrived. Landon later gave me a gate key to keep in my car to open it myself.
    First impressions of Landon are pretty good. He’s a little older than Mom, with salt and pepper hair that looks good on him. He’s tall, handsome (for a guy in his forties), and very smart. He’s the kind of guy who uses words like ergo and fiduciary in his everyday conversations.
    He’d said he was an investment banker and although I’m not exactly sure what that is, it’s clear he makes a lot of money from it. And the best part is that he seems to really love Mom. They held hands all night long, smiled at each other constantly and laughed about everything.
    Mom is like a freaking teenager, she’s so in love with him. I think this upcoming marriage might be a good thing, for all of us, so long as they’re really in love. And it seems like they are.
    Starla was super shy around Landon, but Emma warmed up to him quickly, especially after he showed the girls to their new room. Mom had taken my advice and put their stuff into one room to share for now. In a house where the hallways are bigger than our old trailer, I don’t think they’d know what to do with two rooms.
    Their old mattress that used to be on the floor is in the trash now. It’s been replaced with a brand new set of bedroom furniture that Mom and Landon picked out. It’s white, curved on the edges and looks fit for a princess. There’s a matching set in the room across the hall, waiting for when the girls decide to have separate rooms.
    My room is also furnished. I have a black queen-sized bed with a white padded headboard. The dresser and vanity are beautiful and totally empty. I can’t really bring myself to unpack my crappy clothes into something so nice.
    Landon and Mom told me to choose any of the rooms I wanted, but I picked the one next door to the girls’ room so I’d be close to them. The furniture was already here, and although Landon keeps saying I can change it out with other furniture in the other guest rooms, or even buy new stuff if I want, I’ve assured him this is fine.
    I have a bay window that looks out into the front yard, shimmery lavender curtains with little sparrows on them, and a plush lavender rug on top of the already plush and heavenly white carpet. We’ve never lived anywhere with carpet that wasn’t covered in stains and grossness. Now, I could stand here forever, letting my toes thread through the soft fibers.
    Everything is amazing. I feel like I’ve stepped out of the real world and into a dream where I don’t ever want to wake up.
    Last night was such a whirlwind, that after Landon took us out to dinner at a fancy steakhouse where the meals were so expensive the prices weren’t listed on the menu, we got home with only enough time to get a shower and go to bed.
    Today, I’ve been promised a tour of the place, and I’m most excited about the pool and the movie room. I mean, he can’t really have a theater in his house, can he?
    My door swings open and Emma and Starla appear, holding hands and grinning. “I found your room,” Emma says.
    “I told you I was just right next door,” I tell her with a laugh. Normally, it takes ages to get the girls to go to bed, but after our night last night, they fell fast asleep in their new beds—a twin for Emma and a crib for Starla—without so much as a fight. Starla rubs at her sleepy eyes and then rushes up to me. I pull them onto my bed, which has a mattress so plush it’s like three feet off the floor. The girls lay on my bed and Starla starts sucking her thumb, a sure sign that she’s content here.
    “I’m hungry,”