VISITORS? MAYBE?
The back deck of the Barton household was usually barren. Camilla and Frederick were never much allowed a moment of free time and Jamie was far too young to be out in the blistering heat. With nothing to do, Marlow took advantage of the solitary.
Dressed in one of her favorite bathing suits, she lay on a lounge chair with the WWN playing in the background. Celestina Warbeck was singing her new single and Marlow found herself humming along. She didn't even like the pop-singing witch, but it was just too damn catchy.
As the sun was causing Marlow to glisten a slight bit, she heard the French door swing open in the background. She lifted up her sunglasses and peeked around to see who it was.
"Marlow, someone is here to see you," Frederick said as he half leaned out of the doorway.
Dressed in one of her favorite bathing suits, she lay on a lounge chair with the WWN playing in the background. Celestina Warbeck was singing her new single and Marlow found herself humming along. She didn't even like the pop-singing witch, but it was just too damn catchy.
As the sun was causing Marlow to glisten a slight bit, she heard the French door swing open in the background. She lifted up her sunglasses and peeked around to see who it was.
"Marlow, someone is here to see you," Frederick said as he half leaned out of the doorway.