'Welcome to Carson Mansion', the docent said.
"Check this guy out. His sweater's inside out. He looks wasted." Minnie frowned.
"Shush, I'm trying to listen," Emma responded.
"Let's move along," the man said.
They paraded down corridors, climbed staircases, and squeezed into a turret.
"This place is creepy." Minnie's eyes widened.
"See, the Victorian across the street; a wedding gift, The Pink Lady, from Mr. Carson to his daughter."
"He spied," Minnie told Emma.
"You don't know that."
"This concludes our tour. Watch the steps going down," the docent said.
"Hungry?" Emma asked.
"Starved!" Minnie exclaimed.