A tiny house
Eventually, they arrived at a quaint, tiny house on the edge of town, nestled quietly at the end of a narrow, winding road. The front yard was simple yet inviting, with clusters of roses blooming in vibrant red, pink, and white shades, their petals swaying gently in the breeze. Kate froze before the fence, “this is it, isn’t it?” she asked herself.
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