As Vivian turned to lead her siblings down the hall to the guest quarters, she couldn't help but smile ruefully.   She couldn't help but admire Sarah's carefree attitude and ability to get along with anyone.  She sighed to herself...it was a trait she wished she had more of herself.  But maturity and a businesslike demeanor had been forced upon her at an early age.   With the death of their mother when she was barely in her teens, and with Lloyd away from home...the day to day running of the large mansion has largely fallen on her young shoulders.  Father was very much tied up on the operations of the company that provided the family with its substantial income, and had little time to deal with it.  So she had stepped into the role without complaint.  And part of that role was looking after her little sister.<br/><br/>As they walked down the long corridor, she looked back over her shoulder and smiled at them.  Biting her lip, she continued on.  While it had been difficult at times helping raise the girl who was only a few years younger than herself, she loved her little sister without reservation.   And she would do anything to protect her.<br/>