Writers’ Journal #247 – Fried Potato – 130

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“Hey Georgia, intro me to your cute bodyguard.” pleaded Maia. She seemed unhappy that George had left and there was noone to talk to. Her personal maid remained tight-lipped and stood to her mistress with her eyes glued to the floor the entire time. Their relationship must be strictly within the maistress and the servant, thought Malee. Georgia threw one more dress in her direction and Malee caught it in last moment.

“I want all those this evening.” said Georgia to Malee as she turned around and left by the same door as George, followed by Maia and her servant. Malee heard a loud sigh from the staff as well as the general manager behind her as they disappeared behind the staff door. Malee passed the final dress to the staff.

“Bring them up to the office.” said Malee as she hurried towards the backdoor as well. She wondered how was George doing in the office. She took the lift back towards the highest floor and found a shadow in the room moving back and forth. He must be livid with Georgia causing a mess in his mall knowing how the situation was the previous day. The secretary outside the room looked as if she had seen a ghost. Malee gave a her a reassuring look before knocking on the door softly and pushing it open.

As she had guessed, George’s face was twisted with anger as he paced up and down the room furiously.

“Want me to get a drink?” whispered Malee. George turned around in anger but softened when he saw Malee.

“Yes pls. Sorry about myself. She is driving me nuts.” said George with much calmer voice as he slumped on the sofa and put his head into his hands. Malee made a lemonade drink and put the cup on the glass table in front of the sofa. She gently sat down on the sofa beside George and put her hand on his back. Of all, he seemed unable to escape the nightmare that was his sister, Georgia.

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