Snippet #1559796

Evania was bewildered by the sudden flow of silblings appearing. "Pleasure to meet you all...I am Noah." She turned to the new face, drawing a breath as she realized where the familiarity had come in. Up close, he looked pecuiliarly like Thomas. Soon she was sucked into the beautifully painful old memories which plagued her. "Thomas was always so proud of his brown hair..." Pulling herself out of it (slightly embarrassed by her outburst), she backed away from the stranger and looked to the rest of the group. "You mean to tell me you guys live in this old run down house? That doesn't seem normal." "No it does not, does it? No normality, in any sense of the word..." She trailed off, offering them a curiously nervous laugh. "So what shall we do, ive been bored over the years. Abel, you got any ideas, maybe one of our old games we use to play when we were kids? So, about time you guys are welcoming. Ive been so bored." Observing quietly as her sister traipsed up the stairs, Evania pondered their guests arrival, and her obligation as hostess. "I suggest we offer a walk around the house... a tour of sorts. And, of course, there must be introductions. Let us start with our guests, shall we? I hope everyone is in aggreement... and Kaytlyn, dear!" She walked gracefully to the staircase, calling up to her sister. "Do coax the rest of the family out of hiding, if you would. And I have never felt ill towards visitors in any sense. In fact, I'm quite glad to be so opportune as to enjoy their company."