Malee wondered if she should chase after George and ask him what was it that so important for him to chase after Mary and Georgia, but the look on his face said do not disturb to her. She sighed and went back to clearing the plates and forks on the table. She smiled as she recollected what Mary had announced earlier. She and everyone knew that one day she would follow Mary to become the personal assistant to the twins, but it was still wonderful to hear it officially from the family.

After she had cleared the plates from the table, she thought if she should go after the twins and Mary but decided against it. Her orders were cleared, wait for call up from Georgia. She went out of the kitchen and into the living room with a cup of water in her hand. It was a cool, breezy day with the sun still high in the sky. She looked out of the opened door to the distance garden where Michael could be seen digging, probably for a new seeds that he had bought that morning from the stall.

She looked down at her hand and could still remember the pain she had from her hands and her feet every night after pushing the cart around the streets for less than the amount of the cake she shared with the rest a few minutes ago. From that to the top student in the highest University in the country and personal assistant to a real-life princess seemed like a dream. She wondered if she would wake up from it anytime, back into her ragged self, waiting for the day to end, so she could go back to the little hut in the slum.