As her height reached the twenties, it began to be a serious problem of where it would be best for Rome to reside. She couldn’t return to New York City, there would be no place to go and she could be a serious liability amongst all the buildings anyways. Animosity for her in the South had reached such a degree that there was no respite there. There were offers from Las Vegas for Rome to become an attraction there but her father flatly refused. In the end, Facepage bought a ranch in Northern California and did his best to make life comfortable for his still growing daughter. He invested 20 million in a giant mattress for her to sleep on. 30 million to make a blanket. Food itself became an enormous problem since what would ordinarily feed an entire family could no longer pass as a mouthful for Rome. Facepage did his best to create a budget, but at the same time he didn’t want his daughter to live on bread alone. Thousands of cows and millions of chickens were slaughtered to keep her diet balanced. At first Rome demanded to have a drink or two before bedtime but that soon proved too expensive to manage more than once a month. The subject of clothing for the still-growing Rome was of great concern for Facepage before he finally negotiated with the old clothing lines that had been so amicable in the past. She would wear billboards now. The catch to this arrangement was that in order for the companies to actually pay Facepage she had to stand out by Route 1 near the ranch. Although perhaps degrading, the companies could not deny that it was the biggest spike in revenues they had seen for some time. If the logo or ad for your company was covering up Rome’s chest, there was no doubting it’d be read. People seemed fairly amused by the whole situation at first. Watchers would ardently wait hours until Rome would modestly attempt to go to the bathroom in the Pacific Ocean. There are countless videos of her standing by the road, wearing the signs of companies just to make enough money to survive, all the while growing taller little by little every day. After six months since her initial outburst in Georgia, Rome reached the incredible height of thirty feet.
