Vivian paced through the great entrance hall of the mansion nervously as she saw the car turn into the drive and begin the long trek up the road toward the house.  Her brother would be returning home today for the first time in 10 years.   She barely remembered Lloyd, having just barely been 10 years old when he left to pursue his studies or whatever it was she sought in another country.   And other than the occasional gift at Christmas time, she had received essentially no communication with him at all.   What type of man was he now, she couldn't help but wonder after all these years?   Was he strict and domineering like their Father?   Could he be cruel and mean like so many of his associates had been at times?  Or was he something totally different...taking after their long deceased Mother?   She hated not knowing, afraid she would give a bad impression from the very start as a result.<br/><br/>And here he was coming home, she thought as she watched the figure step from the cab and walk up toward the front entrance.  The executor of Father's estate had not given them any details about why he needed to come....only that the will expressly stated that he be present at the reading.  Vivian had no idea what Father had said in his will.   He had never really confided in her much.  And the attorney had refused to divulge any more until the reading take place.   So the girls were left to wonder and speculate...only serving to heighten Vivian's anxiety.<br/><br/>As the knock sounded loudly through the loud chamber, Vivian could help but jump at the sound.  She looked back up the stairs anxiously.  Where was her sister?   Hadn't they promised each other that they would be there to meet the stranger together?  With a sigh, she turned toward the door.   Unsteadily....she reached toward the handle to open it and greet her long lost brother come home.....