He looked up at the house as he slammed the car door. He pressed the lock button on the fob causing the car to beep. “Call my mansion home,” he said to himself as he checked himself in the car window reflection. Straightening his tie, he gave himself a nod of approval and headed to the long stone walkway leading to the house. The heels of his dress shoes clicked on the limestone as he approached. He admired the massive white pillars lining the front of the estate. Making his way up the dozen or more steps to the front porch, he noticed a man sitting in a round-back wicker chair. They made eye contact as both men smiled to each other. He took note of a tray with a stainless steel pitcher and three glasses sitting on a wicker table in …show more content…
They were quickly followed by an attractive young woman who scolded them for being on the grass. The children laughed and quickly ran around the side of the house. The young woman huffed as she smiled in frustration to the men on the porch. “Kids will be kids,” Monty said as he stood up and approached the woman. He introduced himself with a big smile as Richard quickly stood and did the same. Both men tried not to be too obvious as they admired the woman's head to toe beauty. Her tight black skirt and feather light blonde hair didn't help their effort. Though she appeared to be close to half their age, it didn't stop them from trying to be over charming towards her. Men will be men, she thought to herself, being used to the attention. "I think they're about ready to start," the woman said as she excused herself and went back inside. When the screen door closed, Richard went to the chair and retrieved his suit jacket. "Oh to be young again," Monty said as he shot a devious grin at Richard. They both laughed as they entered the house. The two of them were the last to enter the home's dimly lit library where the reading of the will was to take place. Close to a dozen people sat in musty, book lined room. Big comfy chairs and plush sofas were arranged around a big oak desk. The young blonde woman chose to stand by a window that faced the backyard. She peeked through the drape watching the children. Both Monty and
The friends of the narrator, however, do not hide in the imaginary world of childhood and are maturing into adolescents. Sally, “ screamed if she got her stockings muddy,” felt they were too old to “ the games” (paragraph 9). Sally stayed by the curb and talked to the boys (paragraph 10).
Pedro’s house was set a small distance back from the mouth of the gravel path, just across from the flagpole and the infirmary. The thatched cottage, painted in rich colors, reminded us of Snow White and her seven dwarves. The little house was surrounded by picture-perfect English flowerbeds, full of greenery and edged in bright blossoms, which Pedro tended himself.
The two walked for a little while longer until they reached her house. Clarisse saw her aunts and uncles together chatting it up in the parlor. She then left Montag at the front of the lawn and ran up to her door. Reaching the knob, with her fingers ever so slightly grazing the metal she remembered something. With a slight twist of her hair, she turned to look at him curiously, "Are you
In Alice Munro’s short story “Boys and Girls”, the author explains the transition from being a tomboy girl to becoming a woman. The protagonist is
“I’ll leave this right here. Just dive in, you two,” she said. She put the tray down
Emmeric smelled smoke. He had been enjoying his barley porridge during his break with his younger sister, Emelnie, when he realized something was wrong. He rushed to look out the window of their small home to see where the smoke was coming from. His father’s crops were on fire! Emmeric told his sister to stay put while he went outside to find his father. That was when he saw a large, golden creature surveying the rest of the farm. Emmeric quickly realized that the beast was the cause of the fire. He recognized the scaly creature from stories told by merchant’s from out west. It was a Sunborne, the rarest dragon in Meplioca, Emmeric’s home
“The sun is rising we need to leave soon,” Terra said. Her sisters nodded and continued to get ready to
Looking around I was shocked: no animal heads on the wall or blood on the floor and there definitely wasn’t his arm in a glass case. In fact, it looked like any other home to me: a warm fireplace and pictures on the wall of friends, family . . . and medals? I was pulled out of my thoughts when a warm scent hit my nose. I looked over to see him holding a tray of cookies and warm cocoa. He offered me a seat and I eagerly asked about all the pictures and medals.
While he pat his face dry, he started to think of all the things the Landlady has said and done since he has arrived. As soon as he pressed the doorbell, she answered within seconds, she offered him tea numerous times even though he had politely declined, she stuffed her deceased pets, she would change the topic every time he brought up Mr. Mulholland and Mr. Temple. In that moment, Billy remember how he had heard those two names before. He had read in the newspaper about how both of them had gone missing, as if they had vanished into thin air. He began to come up with an idea of what had happened to them. He recalled the Landlady saying there was not a blemish on Mr. Temple’s body and how she said he was not to go to the third floor because they were not social. Maybe it was because they were not alive and she stuffed them just like she had stuffed her pets. Billy was shocked by what he had put together and quickly regretted it. He could not believe that the nice, old lady he meet when he arrived could be capable of doing such things. There was only one way to see if he was right, and that was to go up to the third floor. He walked up the flight of stairs slowly
Ray expected her home before nightfall. She might as well leave. With a loving pat on the trunk lid, she stood to brush the dust off her jeans. To alleviate the oppressive silence, Casey talked out loud, “Old houses always have drafts. I can’t let a little wind get to
As the daughter of an attorney who often expressed a strong preference for his sons, she made clear, early on, a desire to thrive in all intellectual and other “male-dominated” realms. Following the devastating death of her last surviving brother, she declared that she would work hard to achieve all that her brother had accomplished and beyond. In spite of her efforts, however, her unremorseful father simply responded that he wished she was born a boy.
In Alice Munro short story “Boys and Girls” is about a young girl confused in life about herself maturing into a young women that takes place on a fox farm in Jubilee, Ontario, Canada with her parents and her younger brother. The character of the young girl that is not specified by a name in the story is struggling with the roles that are expected by her peers of a young women in the 1940’s. This young girl has been helping her father on the fox farm for many years in which brought so much of a joy in her life. As she gets older, as well and as her younger brother Laird grows older, she is starting to realize that her younger brother will be soon be taking over the roles and responsibility of taking care of the animals. Then her mother and grandmother points out the anticipations of her to start acting more like how a young women of her age should present themselves and this has great emotional effects on her, and at the end of the story she shows a final act of disobedience against her father, but it only shows the thing she resist the most, her maturing into a young women and becoming her own person.
Hesitantly, Camilla said, “Oh, um… sure!”. She walked into the house to see it furnished with cushioned chairs, soft looking couches, and metallic tables. On the fireplace mantle, there was a painting of the woman and her husband, along with a boy and girl, possibly their children.
“In the year of 1989, there was a street named Elm, in the state of Wyoming. Few chose to live on that street, and they all knew about the haunted house, up on the hill, on the west side of town, coming off of Elm. Once, I spent the week with some friends and, Halloween came upon us, while I stayed with them.” I was telling my first-grade brother and his friends stories to scare them out of their wits. Besides, no one wants little kids tagging along with you to go trick or treating, when you could go with your friends to Haunted Houses, and not ones set up by the town hall. “We were just about to pass the house, not thinking anything of it, when we heard a moan coming from Old Man Reaper’s house.” Their eyes grew wide with fear. Mr. G.
concentration away from the trees, which did not freak him at all, and continued his journey up the hill towards the house. Without hesitating, he unlocked the door and went in, as he went in the silent still sinister house, the door slammed shut behind him slowly the gloomy light started fading. A butler appeared from nowhere, he was holding his head under his arms like a ball in his hands. “Jeeves at your service, sir,” he said, creepily. “Follow me.” “Thank you, my good man,” said Titan excitingly, handing him his coat and following him up the creaking staircase without blinking an eye.