Mature scenes incoming
Elaine
As we entered, I was amazed by the dull scent of ripening grapes still lingering in the air; the villa had an antique, wealthy outlook. Imported Arabian rugs, terracotta tiles, and a beautiful fireplace. Images of Alexander and his family were hung on the wall; I noticed a picture at the far end. It was a picture of Alexander and Edward when we were kids; he carried me on a piggyback.
A towel was soon draped on my head and was ruffled slightly. “You had your grandfather frame our pictures.”
“He loved the little red-haired girl I hung out with all the time. It reminded him of his childhood with Nana too.” Warmth spread through my chest at the thought.
Suddenly, a loud sneeze erupted from my lips. Alexander's eyes were lit with protectiveness.
“You need to
