Post by Annabelle Rose Emerson on Oct 11, 2007 20:38:40 GMT -5
**View the previous thread with Preston: Click Here**
(Through the entire ride, Preston kept on pointing out places and spoke highly of things he adored. Finally, after only 15 minutes, which seemed like forever because of Preston’s nonstop talking, they finally reached the homestead)
Preston: Wov (to the horse)
Here we are! I must tell you, there isn’t a finer place in all of Colorado Springs, than this spot right here. I was so lucky to purchase this property seven years ago for an unbelievable bargain. But unfortunatly it took me three years to establish a home due to various difficulties. Well, that is past history, shall we see the looks of it inside?
(Preston, Annabelle followed by Albert, departed the carriage and walked up to the front door of the homestead. Preston hurried to get to the door first, so he could unlock and open the door for his guests. As they all went into the humongous building, Annabelle and Albert curiously looked around and was well comforted that this home indeed was proper and well furnished to the likes of a high class Bostonian home. As they proceeded into the dining room, Preston immediately went towards a white table with four matching chairs)
Preston: Please, have a seat. I’ll be right back, just need to get the tea. So please, feel free to make yourselves right at home. I won’t be long.
(He quickly left the room, exited of having guests in his homestead)
Albert can't hide his surprise of the result of Preston's homestead.
"As I can see in this house, the hotel would be perfect for you Annabelle." For tellt eh true, he didn't know if he tried to convince himself or his wife - but he was hoping the affair will be close soon.
Annabelle smiled back, but she had few worring about Dr. Mike annoucncement previously. Albert noticed it and stand up for reach his wife before put an arm on her shoulder. "Everything will gone fine. Soon you would be able to back at home."
His glance was attracted on the other room. He left Annabelle few second for go left the dinning room. He noticed a painting - which he already saw before, many year ago in the d'Orillon house.
Sat at the table, Annabelle make a sign with her head when Preston back in the room with the tea.
"You have a pretty house Mr. Lodge."
She glanced around few seconds, not sure about what she would talking if she didn't lost the memory. She noticed his wound hand and stand up quickly.
"Oh, let me do it. It would be more easy without bandage." she said while walking to the tea set, feeling acware to have forgot his hand's wound.
(Annabelle moved towards Preston who was holding the tea-set in his hands. He moved a little back as he tried to explain why she shouldn’t be helping him)
Preston: It’s nothing really. I can handle a little teapot. Besides you’re my guest which means you shouldn’t perform this task. It’s no trouble whatsoever for me, so please I am fine, let me do this.
(As Preston was talking, Annabelle managed to get the tea-set out of Preston’s hands, and began to pour the tea into three porcelain cups)
Preston: Well, if you insist.
(After serving the tea, Annabelle looked at Preston with a smile. He looked back deep into her eyes and carefully said…..)
Preston: I appreciate it. Thank you, Annabelle.
(Albert tried to get some attention, but wasn’t sure what to say, while thinking constantly on his and Annabelle’s situation. He quickly took a sip from his teacup)
Preston: I am pleased that you find my home satisfying. I tend to only purchase the most elegant and finest possessions on the marked. Quality is something I take seriously. If an item doesn’t have the quality, then there’s no point in purchasing it, or what is your point of view on this subject Albert?
(Preston quickly thought to himself that there were other subjects more important in this matter of time. He looked at Annabelle who had just taken her seat again and now holding a teacup in her hand. Albert was just about to say something, when suddenly interrupted by a nervously Preston, who felt obligated to ask in this situation)
Preston: Annabelle, if you don’t mind me asking, how are you feeling? You have been through a lot, and please, if there is anything you need, I am at your service. I will do my best to help you and Albert through this terrible time. There is nothing more important than to focus on getting your lost memory back.
Annabelle tried to smile warmly to Preston for the good thoughts he had for her. "Thank you Mr. Lodge. I mean... Preston."
Annabelle glanced to Albert before continue to talk to Preston. "So you know Albert since your childhood?" she asked, thinking it would probably be a good way to know more about her husband who not seem be someone who talked a lot. "I can't wait to learn more..." see added before drink some tea.
"You are in good hand Anna. I must said that I not like the idea to let you away of the home like that, but I feel less worries with Preston to be at your service. I trusth him like a brother." Albert said proudly.
(Preston froze in happiness for a moment, because he was surrounded by people who appreciated him. He smiled warmly and then began to comment Albert and Annabelle)
Preston: Well now Albert, let me just say I appreciate your approval of I disagreeistance. I am truly honored that you feel so comfortable regarding my service and care.
(Preston smiled to Albert with a nod, when remembering Annabelle’s question. He turned towards her with a warm expression)
Preston: Ah yes, Albert and I go back many years. Some of the greatest moments of my life were spent with the presence of Albert. I even remember one time when we were children, playing poker in my father’s office, which caused a huge controversy. We had our belongings all over the office floor and made my father furious for almost a month. I was never allowed to....
(Preston stopped - he could tell the entire story as he remembered it by heart, but this was probably something better to remain a memory)
Preston: Well, long story short, we both remained friends after this incident and shared a lot of memorable moments afterwards. Then in college, we allowed ourselves to help each other, even though it was permitted. Yes, Albert truly is a wonderful person, a rare friend who you can trust and relay on.
You are lucky to have such an honest husband and he to have such a lovely wife.
(Annabelle blushed. Since she can remember, Albert told lot of good things about Preston to reassure Annabelle about staying here was the best for the moment - but her husband still a stranger to her, which make her felt wrong. But by listened Preston, her husband seem be right - he was probably the best for help her to recover her memory - at least the part of her life with Albert she hoped. She smiled back to Preston.)
Annabelle: You have an wonderful house and lot of interesting stories Preston.
She paused and glanced to her husband.
Annabelle: If you don't mind, I think I would like a rest, I feel tired. Not about listen you Preston.
She didn't want to offend the banker. Albert took her hand.
Albert: That is fine Anna. Preston can bring us to the hotel and you could take a rest.
(Preston nodded and clear away the table. While he was in the kitchen, Albert noticed that Anna seem had some dizzy. He helped his wife to stood up and look in her eyes.)
(Without notice that Preston was coming back in the dinning room, Albert instintively put a kiss on her lips. Annabelle, surprised, freezed. Noticing her attitude, he stepped back thwarted.)
(Bleakly, Annabelle, with her right arm, caressed Albert cheek.)
** Tag Preston **
(Through the entire ride, Preston kept on pointing out places and spoke highly of things he adored. Finally, after only 15 minutes, which seemed like forever because of Preston’s nonstop talking, they finally reached the homestead)
Preston: Wov (to the horse)
Here we are! I must tell you, there isn’t a finer place in all of Colorado Springs, than this spot right here. I was so lucky to purchase this property seven years ago for an unbelievable bargain. But unfortunatly it took me three years to establish a home due to various difficulties. Well, that is past history, shall we see the looks of it inside?
(Preston, Annabelle followed by Albert, departed the carriage and walked up to the front door of the homestead. Preston hurried to get to the door first, so he could unlock and open the door for his guests. As they all went into the humongous building, Annabelle and Albert curiously looked around and was well comforted that this home indeed was proper and well furnished to the likes of a high class Bostonian home. As they proceeded into the dining room, Preston immediately went towards a white table with four matching chairs)
Preston: Please, have a seat. I’ll be right back, just need to get the tea. So please, feel free to make yourselves right at home. I won’t be long.
(He quickly left the room, exited of having guests in his homestead)
Albert can't hide his surprise of the result of Preston's homestead.
"As I can see in this house, the hotel would be perfect for you Annabelle." For tellt eh true, he didn't know if he tried to convince himself or his wife - but he was hoping the affair will be close soon.
Annabelle smiled back, but she had few worring about Dr. Mike annoucncement previously. Albert noticed it and stand up for reach his wife before put an arm on her shoulder. "Everything will gone fine. Soon you would be able to back at home."
His glance was attracted on the other room. He left Annabelle few second for go left the dinning room. He noticed a painting - which he already saw before, many year ago in the d'Orillon house.
Sat at the table, Annabelle make a sign with her head when Preston back in the room with the tea.
"You have a pretty house Mr. Lodge."
She glanced around few seconds, not sure about what she would talking if she didn't lost the memory. She noticed his wound hand and stand up quickly.
"Oh, let me do it. It would be more easy without bandage." she said while walking to the tea set, feeling acware to have forgot his hand's wound.
(Annabelle moved towards Preston who was holding the tea-set in his hands. He moved a little back as he tried to explain why she shouldn’t be helping him)
Preston: It’s nothing really. I can handle a little teapot. Besides you’re my guest which means you shouldn’t perform this task. It’s no trouble whatsoever for me, so please I am fine, let me do this.
(As Preston was talking, Annabelle managed to get the tea-set out of Preston’s hands, and began to pour the tea into three porcelain cups)
Preston: Well, if you insist.
(After serving the tea, Annabelle looked at Preston with a smile. He looked back deep into her eyes and carefully said…..)
Preston: I appreciate it. Thank you, Annabelle.
(Albert tried to get some attention, but wasn’t sure what to say, while thinking constantly on his and Annabelle’s situation. He quickly took a sip from his teacup)
Preston: I am pleased that you find my home satisfying. I tend to only purchase the most elegant and finest possessions on the marked. Quality is something I take seriously. If an item doesn’t have the quality, then there’s no point in purchasing it, or what is your point of view on this subject Albert?
(Preston quickly thought to himself that there were other subjects more important in this matter of time. He looked at Annabelle who had just taken her seat again and now holding a teacup in her hand. Albert was just about to say something, when suddenly interrupted by a nervously Preston, who felt obligated to ask in this situation)
Preston: Annabelle, if you don’t mind me asking, how are you feeling? You have been through a lot, and please, if there is anything you need, I am at your service. I will do my best to help you and Albert through this terrible time. There is nothing more important than to focus on getting your lost memory back.
Annabelle tried to smile warmly to Preston for the good thoughts he had for her. "Thank you Mr. Lodge. I mean... Preston."
Annabelle glanced to Albert before continue to talk to Preston. "So you know Albert since your childhood?" she asked, thinking it would probably be a good way to know more about her husband who not seem be someone who talked a lot. "I can't wait to learn more..." see added before drink some tea.
"You are in good hand Anna. I must said that I not like the idea to let you away of the home like that, but I feel less worries with Preston to be at your service. I trusth him like a brother." Albert said proudly.
(Preston froze in happiness for a moment, because he was surrounded by people who appreciated him. He smiled warmly and then began to comment Albert and Annabelle)
Preston: Well now Albert, let me just say I appreciate your approval of I disagreeistance. I am truly honored that you feel so comfortable regarding my service and care.
(Preston smiled to Albert with a nod, when remembering Annabelle’s question. He turned towards her with a warm expression)
Preston: Ah yes, Albert and I go back many years. Some of the greatest moments of my life were spent with the presence of Albert. I even remember one time when we were children, playing poker in my father’s office, which caused a huge controversy. We had our belongings all over the office floor and made my father furious for almost a month. I was never allowed to....
(Preston stopped - he could tell the entire story as he remembered it by heart, but this was probably something better to remain a memory)
Preston: Well, long story short, we both remained friends after this incident and shared a lot of memorable moments afterwards. Then in college, we allowed ourselves to help each other, even though it was permitted. Yes, Albert truly is a wonderful person, a rare friend who you can trust and relay on.
You are lucky to have such an honest husband and he to have such a lovely wife.
(Annabelle blushed. Since she can remember, Albert told lot of good things about Preston to reassure Annabelle about staying here was the best for the moment - but her husband still a stranger to her, which make her felt wrong. But by listened Preston, her husband seem be right - he was probably the best for help her to recover her memory - at least the part of her life with Albert she hoped. She smiled back to Preston.)
Annabelle: You have an wonderful house and lot of interesting stories Preston.
She paused and glanced to her husband.
Annabelle: If you don't mind, I think I would like a rest, I feel tired. Not about listen you Preston.
She didn't want to offend the banker. Albert took her hand.
Albert: That is fine Anna. Preston can bring us to the hotel and you could take a rest.
(Preston nodded and clear away the table. While he was in the kitchen, Albert noticed that Anna seem had some dizzy. He helped his wife to stood up and look in her eyes.)
(Without notice that Preston was coming back in the dinning room, Albert instintively put a kiss on her lips. Annabelle, surprised, freezed. Noticing her attitude, he stepped back thwarted.)
(Bleakly, Annabelle, with her right arm, caressed Albert cheek.)
** Tag Preston **
