Marissa's carriage, though grander than Carlos and Ashlyn's carriage and pulled by four perfectly matched horses, was a silent, solitary bubble moving through the countryside. She did not mind. The silence gave her time to think, to steel herself for the inevitable confrontation. Lily silent opposite her.
As her processions rolled up the long, familiar driveway of her childhood home, she saw the main doors were wide open.
Ashlyn and Carlos's carriage had already arrived and Carlos was instructing the footman on the gifts. "Wait here and count to thirty then you come in. Can you do that for?" She asked and received a nod. Marissa smiled and got down with Lily.
The moment she stepped out of her carriage and onto the gravel, before her foot even touched the first step of the grand entrance, it happened.
SMASH!!!
