I’ll be waiting for you.
The gothic mansion finally came into view as the two people carriers turned off the road and onto the long, winding dirt track drive, which led up to the house.
“Wow!” Exclaimed Sarah. “It looks even creepier than it did on the internet.”
Geoff glanced over at his wife. “Will you stop that, please?”
Sarah thumped him playfully on the arm. “I’m only kidding, it looks wonderful.”
“May I remind you,” Geoff began, thoroughly unconvinced by his wife’s recanting of her previous statement, “that we were extremely lucky to find this place at such short notice, and at such a fantastic price.”
Sarah raised her eyes. “I know, I know, it was all my fault that our magical Christmas away almost never happened, but we’re here now,” she reminded him. “And that’s what really
