Broadwin house. (On Hold)

Broadwin House chapter 2

Lacine Broadwin strolled around her great gardens. This was her garden Papa said so. Her Papa was Lance Broadwin a wealthy man who owned a architecture company that had been in their family since 1850.  Lacy as people called her was a 15 year old girl with brown curls sparkling blue eyes and a tall thin figure. She looked just like Papa's Mother everyone said. She sat down on one of the cool stone benches in her garden. It was mid summer in Lancing New York. A suburb about 45 minutes from New York City. The garden was filled with beautiful blooming flowers and gentle waterfalls. One she was fond of was the great stone foutian that had what looked like a girl statue in the middle and the water came down in great amounts at the bottom base which the girl stood on. Lacy had loved this piece since she was a girl for Papa said it looked like her. Now at 15 Lacy stared at it. The girl had stone curls coming down her graceful back and two blue stones for eyes. Her house had almost every little detail that had been in the house back in 1850. The only thing that was different was paint and the roof. Everything else was in perfect shape and even then Mama had tried to match the paint colors to those of that time. Their furniture was even from the Victorian era. Some was remade to her Mama's dismay but most of it was refurnished. She stood up as she heard one of the maids call her name. "Miss Broadwin!" "Miss Lacine Broadwin!!" "Lunch time!"She hurried up to the door. "Yes Maria." "Oh Miss your Mother won't like to see you in those jeans go change right away!"  She nodded. "Yes Maria." Maria happened to be her Nanny. See in their little world girls we proper girls. That meant skirts dresses standing up straight head high etc. Her Mother had a new color for the linens each day today was a light green. It was a spring/summer green which Lacy loved. She loved when her Mother either put out the bold colors or the pastel colors not those mutted colors such as gray or beige. She hurried up to her room. It had the orignal hardwood floors. They were a cherry wood and the only thing that bothered Lacy was one board was squeaky. She had the walls painted a ballet slipper pink with a canopy bed. It was a princess room for sure! That's what everyone thought she was. A princess. After all her Papa was the second richest man in New York and she had the grandest house ever. She slipped on a flowing pink dress and evening dress styled from the 1930s. She wore matching pink flats and left her long brown curls down. She ran off to the dining room where Mama and Papa waited. Mama looked impatient and Papa sat there tapping the large wood table. She cleared her throat and floated over to a matching wood chair and sat down. She always thought the table was too big for just the three of them but then again when Mama had parties they needed it. The maids from the kitchen came in with their silver platers. Something that Papa enjoyed. They had many maids. Three in the kitchen then six to clean the north end of the house and 6 for the south 3 for the west end and 3 for the east. Then they had her nanny Maria and her summer tutor Piere who wouldn't you know teaches her French and all her other subjects. "Darling your late." Her Papa said in his kind but stern voice. Papa rarely grew mad at her only Mama did. "Yes Papa and I an dearly sorry I truly am I just had to change quickly into my evening things and well..." She trailed off. "Yes well next time I will have Maria fetch you sooner. Lacy didn't mind she loved Maria. She often talked of the outside world as Lacy called it. Oh Lacy went outside her town of course she had been to many cities and countrys but she was not allowed t.v or to play boyish sports. No she had to act like a lady. She lived a rich lifestyle and had to act the part. She almost longed for someone outside her school of girls. She loved her school but it was all girls! She was almost 16 years old. She needed adventure! She ate her lunch and went to her room again. She loved to sit on her bed and dream. Lacy loved to read about romance and fiction. Maybe it was because she had never had a romance of her own. She didn't care though she was content with her garden and house and stables. Yes a stable all her own. It was on the west side of their home. It held five horses one all her own. She loved Calypso. It was named after a fetching character from one of her books. She looked at herself in her long full sized mirror. "Why am I here?" She asked herself. She knew the reason. She was Lance Broadwin's daughter that's why. She took off her dress and changed into her riding outfit and boots and headed out to the stable letting Maria know she was leaving. She arrived at the stable. Calypso was in the right hand stall. "Hey boy hows my Calypso?" She asked more talking to the sable hand then the horse. "Fine Miss Broadwin." The man who was around 32 and had dark brown hair and gentle gray eyes. "How is the the young Miss today?" The man asked following Lacy into the stall. "Fine Mr. Ren just fine thank you." "Is Calypso alright to ride today?" "Yes Miss of course he is." Mr.Ren replied. She took Calypso out of the stall and sadled him and then took him out to the riding arena Mama had built for her 12th birthday. She rode around fast in circles to clear her head. Everything was a blur and she was zoned out. She was back in time when she was 8 years old playing with the son of a handy man of her Fathers. His father basically fixed anything and everything around their large estate. He was good at it and Lacy loved playing with his son Willie. The would often ride the pony's she had at the time and play in the large garden or in her room. She heard a whistle blow and almost fell off Calypso. The horse was a very good one though and slowed to a stop. She quickly sat up right and then got down and went over to the door. In the doorway was her tutor Piere. "Ahh Madam I was told I would find you here." She thought hard and long. She then perked up and stoof up straight facing her tutor. "Il est très agréable de vous voir" She said smiling wide at him. "Ahhh madame it is very nice to see you too." He said his hazel eyes twinkling. "I see you have been practicing?" He asked helping her lead Calypso back. "Yes sir I have Papa said I will need to know a great deal of French to go back to Turnblad's school for girls." "Oui, vous le trouverez." Piere said smiling at her. She scrunched up her face in though as she thought about what he had said. "It means Yes you will." Piere said calmly looking at her. "Oh!" "Yes of course!" She exclaimed looking down. "It is alright Madame you are doing quite well." His usual calm kind smile graced his face. It made her feel much better knowing someone approved.  They walked back to the house and she ran upstairs to change back into her evening dress. She ran downstairs her pink flats barely making a sound as she walked across the wood floors. She made her way to her study. There were two studies in her home and one was for her the other for Papa. Her study was a bit smaller then Papa's and not so grand. It was told to her that their ancestors of the house used it for a school room for their children. Now it was for her when she was home for long times in the summer and had to study with Piere. Piere noticed around two hours later Lacy getting bored and tapping her pencil on her round wood desk. "Miss Broadwin would you like to be released?" Her brown curls bounced up as she lifted her head. She made a quick curtsy to Piere as she left and ran out to her gardens. He chuckled she was almost like a child. Every little thing delighted her and you could make her smile even in the worst of moments. She also needed freedom. He thought grimly as he thought about her. She needed freedom or else she would never bloom. Emma Broadwin had never had freedom...He quickly shook that thought out of his head.  Lacy quickly ran up to her room and grabbed a book off her large book shelf and went down the staircase and turned left towards the garden. Then she was stopped by Mama. "Lacy dear there you are!" She stopped herself from groaning. "Oh good and you are still dressed well I see!" She turned to face her Mother. "Yes Mama I am what is it you need?" Her Mother smiled a big grin. "Chester Moore is here and I was so hoping you would be a gracious hostess and go meet him at the door." "But Mama!" "I HATE him I mean he is so stuck up and mean." "Lacine May Broadwin!" "Now he is a fine young man and you should be happy he is paying attention to you!" Lacy didn't feel like fighting with her Mother so she nodded her head. "Yes Mama I will go." She heard her Mother shout.  "Head up back straight!" At her as she left. She had half the mind to turn around and run away. She reached the homes front entrance and already heard Chester talking. She smiled. It sounded like his little sister Mallie was with him. She loved the dear child but hated Chester. She knew he fancied her but she wanted no part with him. She arrived and the men all turned and stared at her. She curtsied slightly not looking Chester in the face. "Hello Papa,Mr.Moore,Mrs.Moore,Mallie." She curtsied again praying Papa didn't realize that she hadn't said hello to Chester. He did. He cleared his throat. "Lacine dear Chester is here." "Be a good girl and say hello." She kept in a huge sigh and said hello to him keeping her distance but he found his way behind her. "It is nice to see you darling you look stunning." "Don't call me that!" She quietly hissed at him. "Tsk tsk darling won't want to upset your Mama now would you?" "She has already pretty much said it is I you are to marry." Lacy kept her thoughts in like a proper lady but a storm raged inside her. She hated Chester. Rumor was he already slept with 3 girls in her school he thought money could buy any girl he wanted,and he thought a woman should follow the husband where Lacy and her father thought she shoud rule beside the husband. He was a snob and hated kids. Everything Lacy did he picked apart and she had never liked him since childhood. "Papa may I take Mallie to my room and give her those picture books I found?" He nodded and dismissed her much to her delight and Chester's dismay. What she wasn't expecting was what she found in her room. Something or rather someone she thought she would never see again.