An Invitation Into Town

Sienna

I don't know where Giovanni spent the night or where he is this morning, but it's almost ten o'clock when I'm walking down the stairs of the big house because I somehow managed to fall asleep again after the episode in the kitchen.

"She's here!" I hear a little boy's excited, loud whisper.

"James, give her a little space," I hear Declan say as I get to the first floor and see the big fire already burning in the fireplace. Lamps are lit through the room and I think they must need them on all day long because of the weather and thick walls of the house.

The little boy steps up to me with a wide smile on his face and Declan follows with an apologetic look on his.

"Hello. I'm James Declan Scott," he says. "Almost laird of this house."

"James," Declan says in a chastising tone.

I crouch down so I'm at eye level and see that he has Giovanni's eyes almost exactly. Their strange color is the same, but Giovanni's hold none of the innocence this boy's do.

"It's wonderful to meet you, Jam