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I’m exploring a particular theme.  Unedited.  — She glanced over at the clock, blurry eyes making out the red numbers as they wavered. 3:30am, they read, the digital zero clicking to a one as she watched.  Sleep was being evasive, in spite of the fact that she was exhausted and had to be up in …

Servant

The squeak of the front door pulled her up short. A hint of anxiety hit her. She tamps it down and goes back to straightening the parlor, planning dinner in her mind, praying whomever was home had no need of her. The children were at school, the missus at her all day social, Mr Fletcher out-of-town… …