The driver was still staring straight into the room in fright when I heard Alexis calling for me to appear at the door. I loosened my hold on the handle of the suitcase and stepped forward. The little girl's body came into view and I saw that what accompanied her blonde, curly hair was a dress that looked like it belonged to a large doll. She may as well have been a doll herself.
Her skin was so pale that it resembled porcelain and her eyes were very anomalous like a doll's. The older boy was your average, angsty teenager who saw everything other than him, the little girl, or Alexis as inferior, even though he was younger than I was. The girl, the boy and the butler stepped aside to let me through the door. Alexis was seated behind a desk in his study, a sight that did not suit him or th
