Out of the Blue
He smiled and rang the doorbell.
"Henry, my baby!." She smiled and hugged him. She was tall like a model, she was blonde, unlike Henry who had black hair but they both had blue eyes. She stared at me and my heart started pounding in my chest. "Oh and who's your friend?"
"Won't you allow us in?"
"Of course dear." We walked into the apartment and my jaw dropped. Most of the designs used inside had a touch of gold in it. The tables, the chairs, the curtains, even the floor had gold tiles.