The house is amazing! So beautiful, it goes beyond words!
On the first floor, there is an entertainment center in a cozy little "den". In there is a large-screen television and other things. There is also the kitchen, which I have told you about already, and a grand dining hall, probably used for parties.
On the second floor is a large library. So large, in fact, that it takes up a quarter of the total space! Is it wrong to love a room? Because I certainly am in love with that one. There are several bedrooms scattered throughout the house, but I daren't go in those, because I may be breaching someone's privacy.
After satisfying myself with the inside, I decide to go outdoors. What a surprise awaited me there! A man, who later introduced himself as M. Leonard Decort, the gardener, was wandering around the gardens when I ran into him—literally. After an exchange of hasty apologies, he asked if I would like a personal tour of the grounds. I said yes.
He led me first to the rose gardens. Such roses! In almost every color and shade of the rainbow! So very, very beautiful—unlike me, I think to myself. We move throughout the gardens, stopping every now and then to explain some plant or give a bit of trivia or lore. Truth be told, I enjoyed it, and was sad when we parted. The house, I found, is not far from a remote beach on the Mediterranean. It is a private beach, accessible only to the occupants of Roselawn. I shall have to go swimming sometime I guess….