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“Yeah, sure.” Jamal shifted awkwardly, his eyes darting around the room. “The United States has most likely been hit by an electromagnetic pulse from a nuclear bomb.”
“I have a surprise. I’ve set aside a house in Winter Haven.” Noah balked. “I can’t take someone’s house—” “The Garcias are in Aruba. When do you think they’re coming home? Not for a while. If and when they return, we’ll gladly give them their home back, in the same condition that we
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Her home was a self-sufficient mini-mansion with a log-hewn exterior, the interior boasting Brazilian wood floors, vaulted ceilings, crystal chandeliers, and marble counters and bathroom tiles. Everything was oversized, ornate, and lavish. Not Noah’s style at all, but he still admired every elegant detail. Everyone else was far more jealous of the lights and heat, the working stove, and the delicious hum of the stainless-steel refrigerator. The
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Noah and Milo had moved into their own beautiful log cabin in the Winter Haven community last night.