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"One… two… three… Open."
While Isabella despised admitting to suspicion, Phineas' extended periods of absence from their apartment had been worrying. He promised it, though: Today would deliver one of the biggest and best surprises of all her years.
As his hands disengaged from her eyes to reveal an expression of awe, Isabella had to agree.
Tears threatened with their release. "You… you actually built…?"
Phineas chuckled at her loss for words, gently smiling. "I did."
The recently wed couple stood in front of a house, rather simple in its style. It lay on the sand, ocean waves lapping a near twenty yards from the front door. The white-washed wood and navy shutters illustrated a perfect tint of innocence. The sunset reflected upon the windows in brilliant golds and saffrons. A verdant palm tree shaded two rocking chairs, and tanned beach grass surrounded them. Pillars upheld one of three verandas, leading to an auburn colored roof. A niche, intended for writing and painting, overlooked the azul waters. To top it all off, a picket fence encompassed the backyard.
It was the exact house Isabella had described to him at ten years of age.