Once we made it to the massive house, he gathered my bags and opened my door. The house was a three-story log cabin, and right behind the house sat a dock in the lake. I couldn't help but be amazed by everything. It was never this nice, even when we visited the lake during the summer.
"Are ya coming, Lenny?" Grant called from the front door.
As badly as I wanted to stay there with the water, I left it. I went inside the huge house, placing the donuts on the first table I found. I looked around at the amazing open floor plan and the natural light flowing through the windows.
"This is incredible." I was fascinated by how fancy and clean everything was, but his boredom with it made me insecure. I forgot the Conleys were rich for a second, and people like him are used to places like this.
