Lucia smiled at the younger woman before walking inside. She stood for a moment in the familiar hallway and looked to the staircase where she’d seen him walking down on her previous visits but he wasn’t here now.<br/><br/>She sighed as she removed her coat, folding it over her arm as she felt a cold chill move across her shoulders. She shook the coolness away as she thought to herself, ‘It’s not summer anymore Lucia. This house will have a draft.’<br/><br/>“Coffee would be perfect.” She told Rikkie as she followed her through the house. Lucia wondered who else had been invited to the reading of the will and heard voices from the library as they passed but they weren’t familiar.<br/><br/>Upon entering the parlour, Lucia made her way to the coffee pot for a hot coffee. She needed something to settle her nerves of being back here. Tonight she would be meeting Marcus’ children.<br/><br/>He had talked about them in previous occasions but they weren’t happy conversations. Marcus often spoke about his son’s decision to open a bookshop, which sparked Lucia’s interest as she always preferred a hard copy rather than an e-reader, which so many people used nowadays. His daughter was another source of anger for Marcus but he often changed the subject from Grace. Lucia wondered if they were here tonight. She couldn’t imagine having to face the beneficiaries of your fathers will after he cut you out, a fact that Marcus took great delight in telling Lucia before his death.<br/><br/>Lucia sipped her coffee as she checked her phone for messages from her assistant regarding the business. Work never stopped for Lucia as it hadn’t for her parents but thankfully she was single and had no children so she wasn’t disappointing anyone in her life.