The limousine drove into a wealthy neighborhood that I’d never seen before. The homes were large with well-manicured lawns. I was watching the expensive houses go by when I saw a high wall with a gated driveway.
The gate opened, and the limousine I was riding in pulled in and traveled up the flower-lined driveway to a gigantic stone house.
The house reminded me of a castle. It rose four stories into the air and was wide and deep enough to hold a hundred homes like the one where I had grown up. The front entrance was double wooden doors wide enough to drive a car through.
Was this castle-like mansion to be my new home?
The limousine stopped near the front entrance, and the Benson opened the door and gave me his hand to help me out of the car.
Two older women waited by the open front
