Arthur's Point of View
I'd been thinking about the party for a while, debating whether or not to bring her. For the time being, I believe it would be best if I did not.
Alvin came to my office to show me the designers he had chosen to construct my party attire. I had several options, but I let Alvin determine who was the best.
"You choose, I have no idea about fashion,"
"I know that's what you're going to say,"
"Then, why would you still let me pick?"
"Because I was just obeying you Mr. Wilson,"
Alvin was in his late fifties, yet he still respected me and my decisions; he was my parents' personal servant, but after they died, he remained so loyal to me. I admire him and his devotion to this family.
"Don't you think it would be good if I don't want to attend that party?"
"I don't t
