8 December 2012
Chapter 10
We enter a glistening white building, with a huge foyer decorated with plush seats, glass tables filled with expensive ornaments and a lift in the far side wall. Nanclee looks excited, finally getting to show us her life. Waiting for us to stare open mouthed at everything we see. Hmm. I'm not going to give her that pleasure. I secure a mask of a blank expression on my face and won't let it slip until bed time.
She leads us over to the lift which opens immediately- Mags is there waiting for us. Inside the lift is painted to look like the sky , pastel blue ceiling and walls daubed with soft white paint-clouds. I keep my expression bored.
"Come on, come in ! Youre going to love this, I know you are!" we follow Nanclee and Mags out into our apartment and I take a sharp intake of breath. I can see what she means. It's amazing.
Soft plush leather couches crowd around a smooth glass table infront of a marble wall.
Curved blue seats decorated with embroidered cushions are around a rough, unfinished yet magnificently painted table, that seems to be revolving on its own.
A lowered area off to the right prides woollen carpets, sheepskin rugs-and two young women, dressed in red with sunken, sallow and pale faces. Why are they here? Who are they? What would th-
"Now, because it's so late I want you to both go find you rooms and order food there instead. We have a big, big day tommorow ! " screeches Nanclee.
I step down the marble stairs and turn right , my feet sinking into the soft carpet. I nod to the woman gesturing toward my room, but she doesn't do anything. Stares at the floor, like it's her job.
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