The house calls him "Lucky". He spends most of his time with Lewis in his office, for they very much enjoy each other's company! I think he is getting fatter from all of Mrs. Gates' cooking. "Here we are!" Lewis said, showing Charlotte into the second row of seats in the theater. "Helen makes sure to reserve these seats for our family every show." "My mother always requested a box for my brother and father to sit in," Charlotte told him as she sat down in the plush velvet seat, her tulle skirt billowing around her knees. "I used to request a box, as well," Lewis confided, handing Charlotte a playbill. "But when I first met Helen, she insisted we sit right at the front of the theatre. She said that you could feel the magic radiating from the onstage players. And she was right. Now I won't sit anywhere else." Charlotte smiled at Lewis. She was constantly in awe of his adoration for his wife. Someday she wished for the same love that they shared.
