*Ava*
I'm chopping.... chopping away while humming a tune to myself. I've always enjoyed helping Mrs. Mason in the kitchen when she would let me and this was commonly the chore she would give me growing up as she flitted around the kitchen, humming to herself. So, humming while I chop is a habit I've picked up from her.
I finish the job and then help the staff with a few other small things while waiting for Abbi to come back. I'm not a fantastic cook, but I'm not totally useless either and I have no problems with helping out. While we were growing up, and my father was buried in the pack house office, it was always left to the nannies and house staff to keep us company. They ensured we didn't grow up useless, spoiled little brats and made sure we had a working knowledge of how to cook t
