Mara walked and I followed.
She walked fast for her age. I tried not to trip on my own feet. I half-expected her to lead the way up the stairs, she went around it instead. I groaned in frustration that I wasn't going to be near a bed anytime soon. Believe it or not I was exhausted and the potatoes I had for dinner hit the right spots.
“This,” she said, waving her hand at the huge room right next to the stairs. A room I hadn't noticed when I walked into the house, “is the sunroom. It's where you can relax during the day. You'll find books on whatever category you're searching, games and comfortable couches,” Mara also talked fast for her age. I was starting to lose my ability to guess people's ages.
We walked a bit. The sunroom was beautiful. Tall glass windows, plays everywhere, and a b
