I followed John's broad back as he led me to the Marquis. I looked around the mansion. It was as big as they come. Glass windows lined the corridor in between rooms making the mansion have a lit effect. All the rooms had the same door color. I squinted. How the hell do these people know which room is which?
I mean my family and I in my previous life over in a small townhouse near downtown Seattle. I still smell the rain dew after a typical fall day. I miss the Seattle weather and life. I sighed. This wasn't that bad anyways. I bumped into John as he came to a sudden stop. He turned and smiled at me.
"I'm sorry Miss Mila. I seem to have stopped too soon."
I waved my hand dismissively.
"Don't worry about it John. Is your father's study behind this door?"
