In front of the small white house, a yellow taxi stopped. Aria was in awe, looking at the house in front of her. A cute white picket fence was framing the property, with a charming brick path leading to the front door, flanked by grand stone columns. The attractive gables and picturesque blue wood cladding were further making it flawless.
" Mam, where should I put them? " The taxi driver asked, holding their bags.
" Put them in front of the Door, " Mrs. Dorothy replied.
Nodding, the taxi driver moves forward, picking up their bags.
" Come on, Dear, Let's go inside, " Mrs. Dorothy softly spoked to Aria.
Smiling, back Aria replied, " It's so beautiful. "
" This is the place where I grow up. After my parent's death now this house belonged to me as I was the only child, " Mrs. Dorothy s
