Adrian's POV
Daniel's Mansion - Morning Hours
I was helping dad with some office files as he said I was already sixteen and should know about the business.
I was sketching a design when mom came over.
"Adrian," she said, smiling. "Looks like creating designs runs in your blood,"
"Daniel," she continued. "Your and Adrian's strokes are the same."
"Yes," Dad said. "I noticed this with Janet and her parents too,"
"She sketches the same way as Jonathan, he uses his finger tips while holding the pencil."
"Mom!" Just then Jenny came running down the stairs.
"I can't find my yellow jumper."
"Mom put it with my clothes," I replied. "I put it in your top drawer."
"Oh, thanks bro."
As Jenny went back up smiling.
"Oh," Dad asked. "How's school? Is anyone troubling you?"
"No," I said, smiling. "Actually, now no one teases me now that they all know I'm your son and my surname is Staf."
