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"Daddy, Mommy, are we there yet?" Ten-year-old Amelia tugged her father's sleeve as her sisters casually rolled their eyes. Loretta smiled at her sister before looking out at the window as Samantha read some odd-looking book and Alma sipped a glass of wine. Her fiance, Carl was chatting with her and looked visibly nervous. The limosuine held the Ipsume family well even though their brothers weren't there. They were off to fight much to the family's dismay. A bunch of blue bloods, that's what they were called. Incredibly wealthy and the blood in their veins were from one of the oldest aristocratic families. T

"Very soon, child. We haven't seen beautiful Bedford Falls since you were four," Esme told her daughter. For six long years, Loretta hadn't seen her hometown where she grew up and spent most of her childhood. Those were the days when she lived in a large mansion with a lawn and she ran aroung with her sisters and brothers. Until their father wanted to expand his oil business and couldn't stand the thought of leaving his family. So at twelve years old, Lorretta packed up and left the town she loved.

But they were back for good. After years of moving out and about, she was going to return to the one place she truly called home.

"Would you look at that," Alma said as she gazed outside the window, "Ain't it gorgeous?" The family followed in pursuit and Loretta's smile widen. It was beautiful, different from how she remembered it but it still had that old perfection to it. They were home.

"Is that the old theater?" Samantha looked up from her book and out the back. Loretta hovered over to look at it and snickered. It was definitely not a theater.

"It's not old anymore," she joked as her eyes drifted off to the other places. They were more theaters, parks and restaurants. It looked more modern than she could remember. Her home was still farther, a fifteen minute journey. Her parents were too busy reading a newspaper to notice the sights. "Daddy, I can't believe we left," her father looked up with a blithe smile as he gave the newspaper to his beautiful wife.

"Of course you can't," the man called Timothy said, "I've got the new maids to tidy it up with Uncle William supervising so nothing will be lost," Esme rolled her eyes, kissing her husband's cheek much to the groans of their four girls. Loretta missed Bedford Falls, she wondered how her old friends were. How did they fair these past years when she was gone. She heard one was getting married and another made it to Broadway. Lovely.

"Darlings," their mother's voice sprang with delight as her eyes glistened, "I think we're here," the driver nodded as they entered a large mansion with a lawn and a fancy gate. The whole family had smiles on their faces and once they got out, maids greeted them with a bow.