Chapter Seven
Oh Dear Me What Have I Done
“Stand up, girl, and face me,” he instructed, I stood but did not want to face him because I was afraid of what I might have seen. I had annoyed him, that much I already knew, but how much I was not certain and it was that uncertainty that filled me with dread as I finally complied and turned to face him. He had a smile on his face though not the sort of smile that I would have chosen to see. The glint in his eyes as I looked at him for a brief second filled me with a deep shame at having annoyed him.
“In the shed you will find a metal rake, I want the lawn raking done and it had better be perfect!”
That was it, that was why he had called me over, not to make me feel better but to put me to work. I would show him, I would do his raking and do
