- The plane ride to New York was short and quiet. They rented a car at the airport and drove to a place she never thought she’d go back to, home.
- “This place is huge, Lee, who owns it?” Maria was in the back seat; her head was sticking out the car window and into the freezing air.
- She had inherited it when her family died—well that was the story until a few hours ago. This was the first time since that fateful day back home and she had to admit, Maria had a point. It looked bigger than she remembered; no longer a house but a mansion. Hopefully, it was still the same on the inside.