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Isabel

Parking my car in the circular driveway, I sit forward and look up at the castle in front of oyle statues, which are hundreds of years old, are perched on the edge, the details so realistic it ht couest There are two round turrets on either side of the castle, and a huge wooden front door right out of a horror flick

As thunder sounds and lightning streaks across the sky, I jump in my seat and cover my heart with my hand “This isn’t a horror flick, Isabel This is real life, and in real life, you need this account Otherwise, you’ll have to go home”

With the thought of tuckingto er seat and push the door open As soon as ood-looking man with rusty-red hair and broad shoulders step outside wearing a green-and-blue plaid kilt Lord, he looks like he just walked out of a painting froo

“I’ue is so thick it would normally take me a fewenough I’m used to it

“I am Nice to meet you” I walk toward him and jump a little when another rumble of thunder fills the air

“You’re Aht find an A pin attached to my jacket

“Yes” I walk up the stone steps toward him

He shakes his head “Lass, what are you doing all the way out here?”

I don’t tell hiht I was in love with, because that information is unnecessary and still makes ive him a partial truth “I love this country I alanted to live here” Since I could remember, I’ve always felt an odd connection to Scotland, like I was ht where I am now If I’m honest, the castle before me seems almost familiar

“This should be interesting,” heno idea what he asp from the beauty I see—stone walls covered in priceless art, and antique furniture that looks just as perfect as the day it was otten “Ca I’ll take you to him”