“Do you like it?” Christian asked.
“It’s a jungle,” Alexander replied. “Where’s all the furniture? Where do you sit?”
“But do you like it?” asked Christian more insistently.
“I, ah, yes. I do love it. Very tropical.”
He followed Christian along a narrow path, through ferns and palms. In the distance, he could see a small mountain which roughly corresponded to the largest of the towers on the outside of the house. The air was thick with the scent of exotic flowers and the cries and calls of unknown birds competed for Alexander’s attention. In the time it would take a host to show his guest from the front door to the kitchen, Alexander found himself atop a small cliff looking out over a vast sea of aqua marine, the beauty of which rendered him speechless for a full minute.