“Malee, go see Georgia later. She will tell you what she wants from you.” said Mary, to which everyone stopped laughing, but Malee just nodded. Having to meet Georgia in her room would be a nightmare for most of them, but for Malee, it wasn’t her first encounter with her new mistress. She wasn’t afraid,…
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Writers’ Journal #228 – Fried Potato – 111
Once all the huggings were done, Malee took the knife on the table and cut up the cake in small pieces for the rest. Each of them took up a plastic plate for parties and distributed the cakes for everyone to share with. Mary brought back two wine bottles and they too were emptied out…
Writers’ Journal #227 – Fried Potato – 110
Malee smiled at the thought of Mary having lost her memory for a pepper bottle and picked up the plastic bag to her room above. She couldn’t wait to try out the dress that she had stared at the windows. She quickly climbed the stairs to the room and closed the door in a hurry…
Writers’ Journal #226 – Fried Potato – 109
The place was empty when she opened the door into the servants’ house. They must be in the main house for the lunch she thought. She went to the kitchen and put down the plastic bag for a much-needed cup of cold water from the refrigerator after walking under the hot sun across the garden….
Writers’ Journal #225 – Fried Potato – 108
Of course, the families themselves won’t be taking buses themselves. They arrived at the bus-stop shortly, near the end of the road. The house occupied the corner of the road, far away from the main road, which made Malee wondered how she got lost from her usual routine years ago. It might have been the…
Writers’ Journal #224 – Fried Potato – 107
“Thank you.” smiled Michael to the stunned looking cashier and took the plastic bag and walked out of the shop before waving to the gentleman who looked relieved to see both of them out of his shop. “Who are they?” said cashier to the gentleman as Malee overheard while following Michael towards the door. “They…
Writers’ Journal #223 – Fried Potato – 106
The cashier looked at them for a while before taking the card from Michael. It was a black card without any names or numbers on the card itself. The casher looked at the card again to be sure it wasn’t a joke from them before handing over to Michael. “This is not the card to…
Writers’ Journal #222 – Fried Potato – 105
Malee placed the card into her wallet and walked around as Michael went into a gardening store at the other side of the mall. Malee stared at the various dresses on the display and remembered the time she went for shopping with Georgia. She wondered if the card that Michael had given her ability to…
Writers’ Journal #221 – Fried Potato – 104
“Lets do some shopping before going back.” suggested Michael to which Malee readily agreed. That was her intention before the sudden mini-riot in the morning. Perhapps , she might bump into her friends once again in the mall. She nodded to the suggestion and followed Michael into the mall. It was indeed just as what…
Writers’ Journal #220 – Fried Potato – 103
“Lets go” said George as he got up from the chair and led the commissioner to out of the door. Mary followed them closely and they could hear the car leaving the garage soon after. Malee sighed and so did Michael. They looked at one another and laughed at the silliness of the situation. Inside,…