Chapter Eight
All Hell Arrives To Torment Me
For what felt to me like hours I stood bound and bent over as Sir relaxed a short distance away from me. During that time he did not so much as look up at me, it was as though I was not there, which hurt as I desperately wanted to tell him how sorry I was, if only he would pay me some attention. I finally gave up and accepted my position, I had no choice but accept and Sir and I knew it. That was when a click and a screech shattered the peace of the tableau Sir had concocted.
I lifted my head twisting it so that I could see around my hanging locks. It was not Sir who had made the noise; the noise had come from nearer to the house. I realized as I heard the sound of walking that it had come from the side-gate and someone was approaching. The
