Malee saw George’s head turned to her in shock as she fell back and the wine cup slipped from her hand. She was not only going to fall but make a mess of it. It was the worst scenario since her cart slammed into the back of the car. She felt the tears swelling in…
Fantasy
Writers’ Journal #164 – Fried Potato – 48
Malee turned around and bowed. Georgia looked frustrated, and Malee knew what it meant. But then again, she had never worn high heels in her life before. Georgia stood up. “Look at me.” Georgia said as she gracefully walked around the room in her own high heels. “You are walking too fast and too far. You…
Writers’ Journal #163 – Fried Potato – 47
“Well, don’t just stand there. Take the dress that you wore yesterday.” said Georgia. Malee understood the order,, but she didn’t know where and how to take that dress. Looking at the number of dresses, skirts , and other accessories had temporarily numbed her mind and her eyes. She stood in front of the walk-in wardrobe…
Writers’ Journal #162 – Fried Potato – 46
Soon, they were outside George’s room and they could hear his voice along with the voice of the elderly gentleman that Malee had met earlier. Without knocking on the door, Georgia pushed down the handlebar and barged into the room. The looks on George and the elderly gentleman was a princess. Malee suspected Georgia did…
Writers’ Journal #161 – Fried Potato – 45
Malee gave a quick nod to Mary and went down to the cellar for a quick shower and changed to a new uniform before running up to Georgia’s room. She hesitated for a while, pondering whether to pull down the handle to open the door herself or to knock on the door. She could open…
Writers’ Journal #160 – Fried Potato – 44
Mary stood aside for Malee and the translator to come into the room and then after Malee had placed the bag on the table, signalled her to leave the room with her. Malee nodded and left George with the elderly gentleman and followed Mary outside of the room after closing the door. “Malee, next time,…
Writers’ Journal #159 – Fried Potato – 43
But there was no time to wonder about Malee because she would have to attend to other urgent matters, such as breakfast for the twins. The guests would be arriving in a few day times and everyone would need to start playing their parts in advance and not on the day itself. With much haste,…
Writers’ Journal #158 – Fried Potato – 42
Malee wanted to protest but before she could say anything, she was in the George’s room. It was still messy as ever with papers lying on the floor as both Mary and Malee were out shopping with Georgia. Malee reminded herself to clean the room in the morning as she was pulled to the table…
Writers’ Journal #157 – Fried Potato – 41
After dinner, Mary packed her belongings in her room, admittedly she had nothing there to speak of as being belonged to her, in a bag and went over to the main house. Mary was already there in her room, preparing the bed and once completed, she came over to Malee’s room to help her to do the same. Malee noted in both of their rooms, there was a phone which Mary explained to her that they were connected directly to George and Georgia’s bedrooms. Master and Mistress would be assisted by their own servants, whom Malee had seen accompanying them to various outings. As Malee tried to sleep in the new bed, she thought of what she had heard during the dinner.
Writers’ Journal #156 – Fried Potato – 40
The preparation for the dinner went as usual with Malee preparing her fried potato dish. Once the dinner was done, the servants were called to gather in the main hall for an announcement. Malee stood behind Mary as the master along with the mistress and the twins looked on them. “Thank you for the work…