The Night He Told Me to Leave, He Forgot Whose Name Was on Everything

House Stripping” had actually brought me more high-end clients than I could handle.

My phone buzzed with a text from Jerome. He’d bought Brandon’s foreclosed house at auction for land value. Now he needed someone to stage it for resale.

He needed my company. My inventory. My expertise.

Brandon’s loss had literally become my newest client.

I raised a glass continue reading …