Vivian's cheeks flushed as her brother moved over and took her hand, sliding his fingers inside her own.  She had always been a shy, private girl...especially since their mother had passed away.   Most of her her personal relationships had been in dealing with the household help, and outside of her Father and sister, she had never had much physical contact of any kind.   But having Lloyd's warm hand enclosing her smaller one right then was very comforting...giving her a safe, secure feeling she realized she hadn't felt without their Father.  She found herself believing him when he said he would take care of them and the company.  "I'm glad you are home, Lloyd,"  she whispered to him.<br/><br/>"Why don't we just stay here for today.   I'm sure there is something we can get prepared in the kitchens.   We could use to time alone getting to know each other once again," she suggested.   Taking her brother and leading him by the hand, not quite ready to let go just yet, and guided them down the halls toward the dinning room.   "How much about the house and the company do you remember, Lloyd?"  she asked.