 What's Past is Prologue My girls know.. dc=LOVE
Ava-Mercy tried to shrug off her confusion as she pulled off her apron. Now his expression was one of amusement- his temperment gave her whiplash. He said he would never hit her, and she believed him. But for some reason, this didn't make her feel safe, as the words normally would, had they come from other lips. The words of the girl who'd escaped... not, not escaped, left- kept echoing in her head. But she was attempting to save these lonesome people. And she'd start here. While she considered this, he spoke to her about cleaning. "Right away, sir." She gave the table another wipe with her rag, and folded it up, finishing her job here. "Will that be all, sir?" |