The Boy in a Skirt

1

The Meeting

Do note that italic font is for the past and normal font is for the present.

November 17 2016,
Carithon hill,
USA

Being honest with the weather, it wasn't as lovely as he's mom had stated on the phone, she made it seem like he would kill himself to get a wimps of the air here in ...
he sighed as he took a turn left.
Carithon hill was known to hold the grand estates of old money luxury in the United states, it consisted of the wealthy and the rich trying to cope up with the style.
  Taking an old route he knew he turned right, the road leading to his late great grandfather's early 90s abandoned mansion, he stared at the old rusted gates before driving pass the block.

Arriving at the hospital didn't take long, he parked his car and walked straight to the receptionist.

" Dharan Alvah"
"And you are?"
"Seriously Jenny? His room number"
"Room 2 C, Nice to see you to Mr Halloran"

Ignoring the greeting he straddled down the hall and into the elevator, pushing a few buttons here and there, he reached he's desired floor and went in search of the door with a '2C' on it.
It wasn't hard to find it actually, there were tons of gifts beside the door and a whole bouquet of flowers creating a garden waiting to be received.

Using he's leg he pushed them aside and gave a gentle knock on the door, it opened and he saw his mom's face, a gentle smile on her face.

"Don't tell me you drove here alone"
"I wasn't going to, dad?"
"He didn't bother to come"
"For he's own father? What an ass "

He got a smack on the back of he's head as he walked pass her
"He has a very important meeting dearest "

He look straight up and meet the eyes of the family doctor, lawyer and he's two older siblings.
"This seems serious "
  

The discussion lasted for more than 2 hours, the old man was on his death bed and had to set down the passing before passing away.

While some got what they wanted, some envied the other by disagreeing.

But what kept floating in poor halloran's was the fact that he had just inherited the old mansion, the one that had been abandoned for God knows what reason.

The young man left the hospital with the documents in he's hands but not before joining the family for a last minute prayer.

6:47 pm

While driving, it came to he's mind to check the mansion, besides, following the route over there was shorter than the normal one.

The thing was that, not only was the mansion abandoned, it was also in an isolated part of Carithon hill.

The stop there was chilling as the wind was getting a little too much for halloran's liking, he had the keys to the gate in he's palms and they felt like holding a block of ice, heavy, cold and some what annoying.

He opened the lock and pushed the gate open, walking into the huge compound, when he reached the door, he had to stop to catch he's breath.

"That's a lot of land lost for a freaking entrance"

The keys jiggled while he struggled with the lock, finally opening the door, he walked into the huge room,two large stairs with gold bars facing the entrance leading to the upper floor, white sheets drafted over the furnitures now looking brown due to the dust.