The old colonial house with the cut stone had green moss on the walls with huge willow trees lining the driveway. The X5 rolled over the crackly gravel.
"Am I expected to stay here by myself?" Joyce asked as Jason pulled up under the huge porte cochere with the white columns.
"This house has a history; Joyce and it was a part of the underground railway. Skylar bought it as a salvage sale and restored it stone by stone. I stayed here once, and I felt like a slave master's bastard son returning to give orders to the white servants. I have always marveled at Skylar's drive to pull herself from rags to riches. She uses this house to entertain her well to do clients Joyce."
