The First One
Then, my driver sounded the horn again, and this time I think he became mad, because the sound of the horn was so loud, I shudder out of fright, which caused me to prick my index finger and my thumb on the thorns of the rose I’m holding.
In pain, I finally waved bye to Mr. Wells, who waves bye as well, then I made my way to the car that was parked on a broad brick path, that is just wide enough for the car to in. this path is just before the fountain at the center of the front yard, and it lead all the way down to main gate, starting from the main entrance of the Mansion.
As i walked to the car, my driver, whose name is Aron, I don’t really know his surname and didn’t bother asking; offers t
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