With all the enemies I had made, I decided to carry my gun. I didn't know if Mark would, but I was for the protection of these kids while we were out....I sat down and grabbed another cup of coffee, and relaxed, waiting for them to finish getting ready. First down the steps were Mark's girls. Sandra was right behind them, and I hardly recognized her. I almost had a heart attack, because she looks so much like her mother. She came over to me and curtsied, smiling as she did so."Honey, you look. We will support you as long as you live with us. If you decide to leave us, you are on your own, and if you go back to slavery, we will laugh at you and wave as you go." You haven't been allowed to do what you have liked since I left. You fucked when you were told to, worked when you were told to and you were not allowed to do anything else. We will give you some time to do what you feel like, and then we'll all get together to figure out what to do for your future. We won't tell you what to do. The aroma of soft, wet earth mixes with the slightest tang of moss, giving me a hint. The sun beats hotly down on every inch of my exposed skin, making me wish I had thought to bring sunscreen in my bright blue overnight bag. My ears perk up, using yet another sense, at the sound of water gently lapping nearby. “One big step up now, Beautiful,” Hunter warns. I slide my foot slowly forward until my wedge sandal clunks heavily into the step. “Are we there yet?” I nearly whine, sounding much like. V aunt asked me to bring her a saree from her closet, I unwillingly got up and picked a saree from the closet where I accidently dropped a box, a wodden box , like the one’s people keep their jewel’s in, as aunt was in hurry I had to rush the saree to her, she was on the top floor getting ready for school (teacher) , when I gave her the saree she said she would come back at 1 pm , and I returned back and was watching t.V, after few minutes I heard aunt saying she is leaving for school and asked.