Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Prologe

Prologe

Where should I start? do I spill my guts out? literally or metaphorecaly?The irony is that the later is the problem.

This is a story of a family, a big family. A father - Jack, a mother - Sandy, 2 twins - Nick and Michael, Emma, Jhon, sarah, Robert and Max. The family was incrediably rich, thanks to Jack's lawyer firm and an extensive heritage he got from his parents. After Jack and Sandy got married the first thing they did was to build a very big house in a small village, Nisville, a 30 minute drive from Boston. It was 4 stories high and had 27 rooms, not including the kitchen and the huge living room which they used for parties, 10-12 parties per year. needless to say the wards "poor", "can't" and "leftovers" weren't in their dictionary.

After building the house Sandy had one thing on her mind: children. and Jack provided. And so, Robert was the first, then came Max, Sarah, Jhon, the twins and emma. The kids were brought up as christians and the family attanded church every sunday, until that day.