The thunder clapped, the lightning lit up the early morning sky, she rolled over and placed her head on his shirtless chest. “I couldn’t have dreamt in a million years that this would be our home,” she squealed with excitement, jumped up and ran over to the window, looking out – with zero chance of anyone ever looking in. “Look at this place.” The water’s reflection was more telling than security cameras. The mountains acted as walls of protection should anyone try and enter their hidden sanctuary. Satellite’s in the form of trees kept them tuned in and aware, not a dull moment in the forecast for the couple. Gant had used his innermost creativity to make his wife the home of her dreams. After millions of dollars and thousands of hours spent drafting and constructing, Gant sighed with relief. He’d worked so hard to make Saria happy and… she was truly happy.
He placed a pillow over his head hoping to get just a few more minutes of sleep before work. He needed as much rest as possible, the row to shore could sometimes be draining.
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