About the only things she didn’t enjoy were the nights alone and the slow process of making friends to do things with. She had met a couple of girls...she could hang out with occasionally but not the one who was really close and she hadn’t found a guy she trusted enough to really relax with. It was a shame that Thomas Watkins was married, she thought to herself. He was good looking and about the nicest man she had ever met. His smile alone almost made her knees weak but when he batted his eyes. "So, I have until six to plan my escape. The front stairs wo'n't do-is there a back way out?"Corky left his room and crept down the hallway. He soon found himself in a narrow ill-lit wooden stairwell-presumably intended for servant's access. It led to a similarly close and dingy ground-floor hallway. Eventually, he selected a door at random and opened it.The door opened onto the parlor, where Beatrice looked up in alarm and slammed shut shut the book she was reading. She sprang from the sofa,. " She is indeed," replied the woman. "It appears you were made for eachother."Caroline placed Emily in her cot and went to the kitchen."Would you like a cup of tea?" she asked."Yes please. One sugar, not too milky."The woman looked at Emily while she waited."It appears you've done a wonderful job," she whispered. "You now have amommy who loves you."Emily just smiled back.Caroline never heard any of it, and returned a few minutes later with twocups of tea."Thank you," said the woman, taking her. It seems to be the only thing I've done allmorning is crying.In time I knelt back up using the back of my hand wiping what tears Icould from my eyes watching as this nanny went to get a clean hanky fromone of the drawers."Come here Sissy," she called to me.Like an obedient puppy I went to her, standing there while she patted mytears away. Holding the hanky over my nose as you would a little child,telling me to blow. I went to take it from her saying, "I can blow myown nose thank you I'm not a.