was really musty and dusty before."

"Yeah, the cleaning crew did an amazing job, but the job is far from done. They did most of the first floor and three of the bedrooms upstairs. The top floor, where the servants lived, hasn't been touched."

"Oh, oh!" exclaimed Ellen. "Can we go up to the turret? I always wanted to see the view from there."

"Sure. It turns out there's a secret staircase that leads from the master bedroom to the turret."

Sam arched her eyebrows. "Secret staircase? _Really_?"

"I know. Cliché, right?"

"But freaking cool. I wanna see it." said Ellen excitedly.

As he led them into the master bedroom Sam paused to look around. The room was immaculate and she could see there were new linens on the bed. "I love what you're doneplates and headed out to the sitting rocks to eat.

As they were munching away Ellen swallowed what she was chewing and spoke. "Can we do a fire in the pit tonight?"

"Sure," Conall replied, "or we can have one in the living room fireplace. We can see how cold it gets later."

Sam grabbed a chip, crunched down on it, and garbled, "I'm liking this plan."

After lunch, they sat at the cliff edge talking and enjoying the view. The sun was warm and the breeze was light. Then Conall rose and asked if he could get them anything from the house.

"Whatcha got to drink?" asked Sam.

"Whatcha want?" Conall mocked playfully.

She thought for a moment. "Maybe a beer for now, but you got something stronger for later?"

"I can definitely accommodate you,"