Rachel stood next to naked in the corner, considering her options. She begrudgingly admitted she’d put herself in this position, but by her count, she still had several hours to find a solution to the problem she’d created. It was Bertie’s birthday – not...
Dear God, it was good to be home! Rachel looped her purse around the doorknob as it swung closed, and stepped gaily into the kitchen of her single-bedroom apartment. This night’s gig had been a slog – a nearly empty bar, and those that had stayed through...
Chapter 8: Ivories tinkled = Just another day in servitude as a maid, I helped prepare breakfast, served Mummy and Daddy at their table, cleared up, and started my cleaning chores. That morning, I had to clean and polish the drawing room. While I was work...
The wheels touched down, sending up smoke as they gripped the runway. We rolled across the tarmac to the concourse and our gate. There was the usual announcement across the PA system. "We will be arriving at Gate B31, baggage will arrive on Carousel A." I...
