Echoes of Home

Stella

I step out of Holden’s car and take a moment to take in the mansion that stands in front of me.

I still can’t believe that I used to call this place home. Hell, I designed almost all of it myself; the gardens, the fountain on the front walkway, the color of the shutters. They’re a soft sage green, a nice contrast from the red bricks. There’s ivy growing up the front, which is new. I like