The main floor had all of the common rooms for the Estate: Kitchen, Dining Room, Library, Study and so forth. The second and third floors were laid ou... in similar fashion with bedrooms along the outside walls. The center group of bedrooms opened up to a tiny courtyard that only they could access. The courtyard was open through the second and third floors to the sky and had some small greenery growing there. The sides that faced the courtyard were where the Estate Master and his wives slept.. So we sat on the coach and by the time it left London it was half an hour late and it was so much traffic which made me even more nervous of making it on time. Finally the bus is in the motor way and the Friday night traffic to the north was beyond a joke! I was getting upset and talking to myself which the girl next to me realised and started talking to me introducing her to me saying Hi I’m Salma pleased to meet you! Both of us were complaining how bad the traffic was and she said she was. "She laughed, feeling much more at ease than she had earlier. She didn't know why she had been so apprehensive; this was the same Matt that she had liked right from the first moment she met him. He was so comfortable to be around.Despite his dire prediction, they found the house with no problem. It was at the top of a hill that reminded her of the drive up to her own house back home. In fact, the mansion reminded her of her own. There were about a dozen cars parked out front on the car port and. They wrote their own story. He described it as opening the window on their world, watching them awhile, then slamming the window and quickly writing what he saw. Their flaws appeared in the story, just as they should. It's an amazing concept. I began to wonder if I had any rich characters in me.Late May 2006, I felt someone inside wanting to tell a story. While I'd normally ignore it, I felt the need to leave a door open so that character could walk out, or I could walk into his world. I had.