Cecil May
They spent twenty minutes outside the house although there is a comfortable visitor's lounge Albert is now becoming inpatient. This lounge was not here when he left and based on the design it is recent. Since when did Cecil accept visitors?
"I don't think my father is home. We should go, it's getting dark." He stood and take her hand and attempted to drag her out when a luxury car arrived in front of them.
"You barely even sit and you want to go away again?" Middle aged man git out of the car wearing a tie and suit. Although his hair are all white he doesn't look very old. He looks confident, proud and indifferent. Lexie began to squeeze Alberts hands in agitation. But held it gently and patted it with his other hand to secure her.
"Good evening father. It's been a long time." Albert greeted him formally, no affection but a businessman to businessman.
"Yes, why come back?" He said indignantly but there's a hint of longing.