The Baker Ancestral Mansion occupied a large area, and today, to host guests, a rather empty courtyard with a good view was specially prepared. This way, one could enjoy the flowers and wine without any interruption.
As dusk approached, darkness descended.
The courtyard was filled with lush greenery, a picturesque scene complete with a tiny bridge and flowing water.
The carp in the pond were well-fed and played joyfully. Yvonne Finley sat down on the edge of the stone platform. She glanced at the time, guessing that it was almost time.
Caleb Baker took off his suit jacket, folded it and placed it on the stone platform, "Sit here, it's cool on the platform."
Yvonne moved over and absent-mindedly teased the carp swimming in the pond.
"Quite a number of people came today." She glanced at the crowd not far away, lost in thoughts.
