Paradise Valley Resort
The heat and humidity was putting a damper on everybody. For the 49th time Reagan's has begun to complain about her hair, "this humidity is flattening my hair, there won't be a curl left." Daniel's hands tightened around the steering wheel "we're almost there everyone calm down" his voice strained with weary stress. Monotonous white buildings and houses cover the view crowded by tropical flora, before another argument can occur a spectacular view of dazzling turquoise waters burst forth behind the white houses, edged by pearly white sands. The end of the road dropped them at an extravagant resort secluded by palm trees, tropical flowers and bushes. "Finally i can rest and recover from that hellish drive" Reagan exasperated. Daniel didn't look her way or towards his humdrum wife who at this moment he was glad he was glad to be married to her not to her sister. The lush canopy, crystal clear turquoise waters, and fine white sand offered a luxury Morgan wasn't use to. Reagan was used to being wined and dined at fancy places and getaways. Her golden bouncy curls and sapphire eyes weren't the only things that caught people's attention. Her soft features a sexy body helped but it was her bubbly vivacious personality that people loved. A vast difference to her dowdy, plain jane sister that could best be described as average. Morgan's best features were her curious nature and determination. The only person that could care less about Reagan was Morgan's husband Daniel. Daniel's always been bussness smart but not so much with people, maybe thats why he got along so well his wife. A tall thin wiry man in a red bellhop suit walked toward the tired group. "Welcome to Paradise Valley Resort," the tall man announced. "May i take your luggage." Daniel quick to turn all business approaching the man "when can we see Mr. Duncan, i believe he told you about us working as the new managers here." Daniel's business sense is what brought them here to take over as the new caretaker mangers of the resort.
