I can picture children running around shouting and playing as they go by. The thought brings longing. I don’t know why I thought of that right now but I want it. I want it so bad that I can feel it. I can even feel it.
“This is the kitchen. This is where I make the best meals known to man.” He jokes.
“I can totally see that happening.” I add. Nodding in affirmation .
“ let’s move to the rooms.” He leads the way.
We walk down a corridor and enter the first room closer to the entrance and I stop to take it in. I need to meet his interior decorator because what?!!
The room is like another place or time. Everything gives me this comfortable vibe. That’s it.
“Okay. I love this room. It looks so beautiful. It looks like I stepped into the 1900’s this bed..... the colors..... everythin
