Tad chatted pleasantly as he turned onto the gravel drive that led to his home.  He didn't see the old Martins pickup anywhere, so he guessed the kid had gone home already, or taken a girlfriend out to the back woods.  He shrugged.  The old house was a big affair.  Three stories of white led up to by a double row of cherry trees.  The drive ended in a large gravel roundabout, a small 5 stall garage off to the side.  The house itself was classic southern architecture and had obviously been well worn with age and well taken care of.  There was a large porch off one side of the place and a massive lawn that led back to a dark forest.  Distantly a gazebo could be spotted.  Beside teh garage was both an elaborate flower garden and a vegetable garden.<br/><br/>Thadeus clicked the remote on his visor and pulled the truck into the firs stall.  Down the line Carmela would see a ford 40's 3-window in bright yellow, a black and grey Bentley, and a fire red Miyata.  The last stall was occupied by a pair of red riding mowers.  He smiled at her then hoped out of the cab and came around to open the door for her.<br/><br/><b>"Welcome to Cheshire's Run.  My family estate."</b>