The yard could even be turned into a village containing not less than a thousand people or more, that's how large it was. The farmhouse might look so old but it doesn't mean it was not beautiful. There were different sections of houses of the same kind, the same patterns and designs just forming a curve.
We all got out of the car, "Hazel." Someone called me, I turned my head to look at her. I wouldn't say I was not surprised because she rarely talks to me.
"I'm sorry for what grandma did to you." Avery said warmly and walked away. For a normal person this was the sweetest thing ever but for me, I was cautious. Nothing in this family was ever normal especially when it came to Grandma and Avery.
I watched her figure disappear into the farm house and I followed suit. Though the house was made of woods, it didn't make it less attractive. It was perfect, giving off the 90s and 20s era. It felt so warm and welcoming.
