Falling asleep beside Jim while he chauffered them to an unknown location had been embarrassing. However, with how well she felt after the deep sleep, she silently acknowledged that it had been a good thing for her still recovering body. He had not even spared her a glance when she woke up and it served to anger Mercy more. Nevertheless, anger became a thing of the past - at least, momentarily, as the car branched into a magnifcent gate and headed towards an even more magnificent vision.
Paradise was the only word Mercy could think to come up with at the sight of the amazing picture story house, which she came to know as Jim's inheritance. It was the house his father had bequeathed to him, the one he had mentioned the first time they had kissed.
