"See, I want a place where I can go that'll have /my/ bed, /my/ fridge, /my/ stuff. I'm free to use the penthouse, but that's Mom and Dad's."
She looked through him intently, thinking. "But you just gave me an idea. I could manage to swing a place to go and relax. I love the beach. With the market so bad, maybe I can find a condo in foreclosure somewhere where it's warm most of the year and there's sand nearby."
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