“Welcome to La Casa de Constantine!” Derrick bowed with a
cheesy grin as he opened the door to allow Victoria inside. Beyond the
mini-lantern lighted pathway she’d walked towards his door tall oaks surrounded
the old mansion bending their branches in a brisk wind. The scent of fresh cut
grass drifted into the door behind her and she could faintly make out the
distant growl of an engine roaring to life behind his property. “You’ve entered
the magical kingdom where elephants fly, chimney sweeps dance and every wish
comes true.”
“That’s Disney Derrick,” Victoria sighed, folding her arms
over her upper body in a protective shield as she waited on him to reveal his
intentions for inviting her over tonight.
