The room beyond was pitch dark, but even in the meager light from the hall I could sense its vastness. I hated it. A ballroom of some sort, that sounded right for this fucking family. I don’t know why but that grin caused me to stumble. I spun around as Kelly’s voice called into the room softly “Emma? I hate a lot of things. I didn’t know what I was doing exactly, but this was by far the nicest house I’d ever been in and I was dragged on by my curiosity. I don’t think they opened a single one. The party was boring. “Your parents aren’t home?” I asked Katie as she tugged me into the room. I fumbled for a light switch but failed to find anything, so I pulled out my phone and turned the light on, casting it around the room in a wide arc. “No, they’re out at the symphony tonight” she said brightly “They don’t normally get home until 1 or 2 in the morning. I saw more than a few beers in their hands or sitting around, and felt myself frowning. I’d spent my whole life here.
