Darla stands, putting the supplies on the tray. “There yaouw gu. Yaw barnet is clean. I’ll give yaouw a minute ter gather yaw chops.” She points to the robe on the floor. “Feel free ter wear the dressen gown back ter yaw rum, but I woe need yaouw ter leave it before yaouw vacate.” She gives Sarah a gummy grin as she leaves the room.
Glancing at the back door, Sarah gets out of the tub and wraps herself in the robe. Gathering her clothes, she continues to look around. Holding the wad under her arm, she walks to the back door. There, she finds a blue bowl, broken into several pieces. Picking up a couple pieces, she opens the door and peeks out into a back hallway. No one. Nothing. Not even a lamp or candle. Shrugging, she rushes back to their room, leaving wet footsteps behind.
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