This is my first attempt at writing, I hope you enjoy it. I have another part to this that I might upload if this receives some positive comments.
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She had arrived much latter than she had expected-first delays because of damaged tracks then a broken down engine. All this had added an extra three hours to an already very long journey. As the train finally pulled into the station, the heavens opened, rain catapulting onto the pavement in a ferocious manner. Gathering her luggage, she begins a desperate search for a taxi to take her to her final destination. As she crosses the station, a voice calls her name. 'I was told to meet you here and bring you to the house, Miss. Shall I take your things? The car is just over here.' He motioned to a large car with tinted windows parked outside. Something had improved at least, she thought to herself. The driver opened the door for her, then placed the suitcases in the boot, 'Won't be long now, Miss, soon have you in the dry.' The last thing she wanted now was to be dry, she was looking forward to a long, deep bath followed by an early night.
Presently, the car pulled into a drive way that leads away from the country road. It was lined with tall trees that hid them from observers. She looked ahead and saw an imposing building, more like a small castle than a house. The driver stopped the car and quickly ushered her inside, explaining that her bags would follow very soon. On entering the door, she was struck by the size of everything, a scale she had not come across before. Also, there seemed to be several servants waiting for her arrival. Two in particular caught her eye; one a young man in his twenties, dressed in a well cut black suit, the other a woman with chestnut hair tied back, wearing the uniform of a housemaid. 'Samantha, show the lady to her rooms, please. I'm sure she would like to get comfortable after such a long journey. I will have some food sent up to you, if you need anything else, please don't hesitate to ask us.'
The girl called Samantha gave her a winning smile and took her by the arm towards the sweeping staircase to her left. 'You're on the first floor, just along here. Danny, bring the bags up, please,' she added over her shoulder to the man below. Here we are, I hope everything is to your liking...' She was speechless; the room was tastefully decorated with old, dark wood furniture. A large bed took up a good portion of the area; on it were towels, a bathrobe and a bouquet of roses. 'Shall I put these in a vase for you miss? I'm sure there's a vase in here somewhere...' Who were they from? A knock at the door broke her train of thought, as Danny delivered her bag. 'Where would you like it, Miss, on the bed or on the floor?'
'Ignore him, Miss. He thinks he's god's gift to women-Danny, just put the cases down and get on with your work!' Danny turns, still smirking adding'Alright, only having a joke, no offence meant Miss.' She was strangely taken with him, despite him being unbelievably conceited. However, she felt obliged to forgive him his remark, and sent him away with some pride intact.
