The whole beach at the villa was a non-event as far as Georgia was concerned. Everything went downhill after Hoshi had returned after changing to the beach wear. George sulked the entire time and refused to get a dip into the ocean. The two sisters went back into the villa after a few minutes under…
Fantasy
Writers’ Journal #185 – Fried Potato – 69
By the time Malee reached the main lobby, she could see there were a few cars waiting for them with Sophie and Hoshi standing by to open the door. As Malee came out of the door, both bowed towards her, stopping Malee in her track. Perhaps they could have mistaken for their mistresses, she wondered….
Writers’ Journal #184 – Fried Potato – 68
Malee returned to the dining room where the family and the guests were arriving one by one and taking their respective seats. The arrays of dishes soon followed them from the kitchen, comprising local favorites and dishes that Malee had never seen before, along with the various drinks. Georgia handed over several of the dishes…
Writers’ Journal #183 – Fried Potato – 67
“Wake up.” Malee wondered why would she need to wake up even before she could fall asleep. She felt her body shaking from being pushed and saw Mary from the corner of her half-opened eye. “Wake up, Malee. Its morning. I brought 3 new dresses for you. Meet me in the dining room.” said Mary…
Writers’ Journal #182 – Fried Potato – 66
Once in the lobby, they sat down at the same set of locations they were in before the dinner. Georgia facing her friend and George facing the younger princess with Malee and Mary standing behind them. However, unlike the previous meeting, George was lively with throwing questions after questions till Georgia’s stare silenced him. After…
Writers’ Journal #181 – Fried Potato – 65
Malee followed along out of the room to the kitchen where there were rows of dishes being placed on the table with new plates brought in by people Malee had never seen before. They must be from the shop that she had heard earlier, Malee thought. Mary sat at on the chair beside the table,…
Writers’ Journal #180 – Fried Potato – 64
After drying off the water, she wrapped herself in the towel and went out to look at the dress on the bed that Mary had given to her. It was a different design from the dress that she had worn earlier, but she could see it was another dress from Georgia’s wardrobe. She picked up…
Writers’ Journal #179 – Fried Potato – 63
George stood up immediately after hearing the Hoshi. Georgia slowly removed the cup from her lips and looked at her brother. “You want to go somewhere?” asked Georgia. George tried to say something, but closed back his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth. As usual, Mary came to the rescue. “The sofa must…
Writers’ Journal #178 – Fried Potato – 62
“No. Not right now.” replied Georgia in the same language. The butler tried the wine again and shook his head. “It won’t do. But I have half a bottle from the plane in the boot. Hold on.” said the butler and left the room in a hurry. Georgia looked at Malee and smiled. “Now you…
Writers’ Journal #177 – Fried Potato – 61
Georgia led the way, followed closely by Malee, as they went down the staircase to the main door. Mary and the rest of the servants were in their assigned places, alongside the flower pots in freshly ironed out servant uniforms. Mary turned around to look at Georgia and straightened out some edges of the dress….