—Mabel—
The children's laughter reached our ears.
I pulled away and sat back on the chair just as the cinema door slid open, and they rushed in.
“Good morning, Daddy! Good morning, Mommy!” they chorused.
“How did you find us?” I asked, as I adjusted to the far end of the couch.
“The butler directed us,” Eloise blurted.
They paused midway as they saw the big screen... then they resumed running and joined us on the couch.
“Does it really work?” Nathaniel asked pointed at the big screen, his voice, a mix of curiosity and wonder.
Alec chuckled. “Of course, it works. Let me show you.”
He picked up the remote control.
The kids gasped as the big screen flickered to life, their eyes glued to the colors.
“It's really working,” Eloise squealed and clapped.
“Whoa!” Damian's mouth fell op
