“…um…this way.”
Marcus followed her. They reached the elevators and stepped on riding it to the top floor. Stepping off he found the neutral walls he was expecting. Everything on this floor centered around management and business so it lacked the playfulness of the other floors. Looking at Bernice he finally said, “You really like kids, don’t you?”
“…Yes. I do.”
“Why haven’t you had any of your own?” Marcus asked suddenly curious. Bernice had plenty of nieces and nephews thanks to her brothers but it wasn’t quite the same as having one of her own.
Bernice came to a sudden halt. Her expression was pensive with a deep frown. Turning toward him she asked, “Can you keep a secret?”
“Sure. Of course.”
“I can’t. I mean, I can’t have one.”
It was Marcus’s turn to frown
