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BeneFedaykin
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The Lodge was an old, two-story, brick house set on 40 acres of private land in the West Virginia countryside. Her halls had been ruled over by the Waltz family and their wealth ever since the first Waltz had landed on American soil, some one-hundred-and-fifty years ago. The youngest generation of Waltz's all had places of their own now, but every year they would come to visit the lodge for a week-long reunion. Only Johann Waltz, "Grandpa" to the two least senior Waltz's, lived permanently at the Lodge now, along with his young, blonde caretaker, one Miss Jane Biggs.
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BeneFedaykin
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With the coming of Autumn and the turning of the leaves, the Waltz's began to arrive as they did every year. Harrold Waltz, his wife Emily, and their two daughters - seventeen year old Clare and twelve year old Olivia - were the first to arrive. Harrold was the oldest of the Johann's three children. He was some forty-two years of age and had always been on good terms with his father. His wife, Emily, was thirty-eight, though she tried daily to pass herself off as a late-twenty-something. If truth be told, she probably married Harrold for his father's money, but she would never attest to it.
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"Grandpa! Grandpa!" said the blonde nurse over and over, as she shook the old man arm gently. Johann Waltz, slowly stretched out, yawned like a great bear before looking into the azure eyes of his caretaker.
"Is it time for a sponge bath again?!" said the old master, almost lazily as he laid his hand on her thigh.
"No...maybe later." She said seductive. "The family just called, they're ten minutes away from the Lodge."
"Damn. Jane, be a doll, and get me a clean shirt and pants will ya?"
As she walked away on her high heels to the next room, Johann slowly tilted his head to the side, before letting a sigh of disappointment. It just wasn't the same, if they were coming. The old Master stood up, gingerly and grabbed his cane from the beside the fireplace before looking outside of the second story window.
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