Just then, the students started filling in. "Hi Mr. Stone." Blane looked up from his desk. Smiled his hellos, causing causing more than one of the gir...s to blush. Had it not been stubble grazing his face, he might have passed for a student himself. The bell rang. Blane stood up. He wasn't a tall man, but his presents filled the room. "Good morning." His voice was soft and serene. He stopped momentarily, his eyes settling on the petite blond sitting in the front desk. She curled one of her pony. She noticed as she cast her eye that a couple of young footmen were fit and that driver looked to be an able young man as well. She thanked them and hoped that the duties would not be onerous, and that they would she hoped enjoy one another. They swept out led by the butler to inspect the royal bedchamber. Over the next few days, they had a holiday of a life time, it had cost him an arm and a leg, but oh how they enjoyed themselves, she only had to snap her fingers and it happened and it. Eve came in about noon with my lunch and set it down on my table. I wondered what had happened to this morning’s breakfast, oh how I missed the scent of that delicious smelling food.Sat in the armchair next to the bed was my Eve. She started to talk, at first about school, and what I’d missed. Then she spoke about the girls and how they coped with my absence, not well, it seems. She mentioned again how they had become more like sisters and how they all loved me and each other.I was. I worked about 35 minutes away and for me to get there wasn’t as easy, as it was for him. I decided to sneak out of work early one day to check up on the painters and the men that were redoing the floors, because my boyfriend couldn’t make it. I pulled into the house and surprisingly my boyfriend’s truck was there along with the flooring van.As I got closer to the house, I noticed that the shades were all drawn with the exception of the kitchen sink window, which was really strange. I walked to.