Miles went downstairs to check on Kathy. He knew they needed to talk, and there was no perfect time than today.
He looked around to see how beautiful their mansion was. It was located on a higher portion of the hill, which took time for him to walk and climb up. The walls were glasses that you can view the mountainsides. The sun was bright, and the outdoor garden looked perfect and lovely. He can hear the birds chirping outside from the open glass window of the living room.
“Good morning Mr. Carlson” the woman greeted him. He turned his back around to see her. She must be ‘Maria,’ he thought.
“I am Maria. I have prepared your breakfast as per Ms. Kathy’s instruction,” she said.
His stomach started to grumble. He hadn’t eaten anything since yester
