Aunt Cindy's Bizarre World

I walked down a long hall from the gate and saw a man holding a sign that read Jim Rogers. The man told me his name was also Jim and that my aunt had sent him to pick me up and drive me to her apartment on Park Avenue. He told me that for NYC she had a huge place with plenty of room and that it was right across the street from Central Park in a high rent district.

Jim seemed like a nice guy and it was a longer ride than I thought it would be. I had never even imagined traffic that congested! I asked him if he knew anything about where I would be going to school. I have to admit I was a bit worried that the city kids would eat a country boy like me alive. He told me he wasn't sure but thought my aunt had said that she had arranged for me to be home schooled. That took me aback a little. As much as I was worried about fitting in I was also eager to make the attempt and adapt to life in the city.

We didn't really talk all that much during the ride. I was so intent on seeing all I could of the city on our way to my aunts' place. He must have read my mind because he took a route past the Empire State Building and through Times Square. It was all just too cool to be real!

Before we got to her building I asked him what my aunt did for a living. Jim seemed to turn bright red and just mumbled that I should ask my aunt that question. We pulled up to a high-rise building and Jim told to go into the lobby and press buzzer 22P, P for penthouse! I took a deep breath and pushed the buzzer. It was time to meet the woman I had come to think of as, "Sinful Cindy."

Chapter 3

A few moments after I rang the buzzer a woman's voice asked who was there. I just said that it was Jim and she told me to take the elevator at the end of the hall and press P.

As I walked down the hall all I could think of was how impressive the building was. There were crystal chandeliers hanging in the lobby, plush carpeting and gold gilded walls. My father would have considered it all very vulgar but I thought it was cool.