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My Aunt. Chapter 20

Date: 1/15/2016, Categories: First Time, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

Doctor Harris looked at my wrist. The pain had eased a little in the time it took to walk around to his office and I could move it again. “I don't think it is broken,” he said. “Just strained and bruised. I will bandage it tightly and in a few days it should be all right.” I thanked him and together Bethany and I walked slowly back to the East Wing. As we went, I wondered about Thomas. I resolved to visit him after dinner or, at least ask Phil if it would be possible to. I suddenly realised that, because the day had been so eventful, I had not eaten since breakfast and that had barely been anything. I felt my stomach growl. Bethany laughed gently. "Oi 'eard that," she said, "Ain't you been eatin' today, Miss?" I smiled. "No, I hadn't even considered it until now." At that moment the same sound repeated, except that this time, it wasn't me and now it was my turn to laugh. "It sounds as though you have not eaten either." Bethany giggled, a sweet, happy sound that I feared I would never hear again. "No, oi ain't, Miss. Never give it a thought neither. Not really been 'ungry if oi tell the truth." I looked at her again, holding her gaze, her pretty eyes shining as she gazed back. I wanted to hug her but I couldn't. What if someone saw? Lady Helen's niece being familiar with a maid, good heavens no! Just not the done thing! I sighed. At that moment I completely understood why my Aunt lived as she did. On the outside, a lonely spinster but, in fact, a sweet caring woman who had to ... keep her love a closely guarded secret. We walked on together and returned to the dining room. Sally and Melissa were there, preparing the place settings for dinner. Of anyone else there was no sign. "Oi better get back to work now, Miss," Bethany said. "There's so much to do." I smiled. "Yes, I suppose there must be." They were one short now and Bethany had been kept busy all afternoon helping me. She took her leave and, with a lingering glance over her shoulder, disappeared through the door to the kitchen. Sally passed me as she carried plates and cutlery to the table from the sideboard. There were more than just two place settings. "Are we having guests to dinner?" I inquired as she lay out four settings. "Yes, Miss." She seemed to be unhappy about it. "The Reverend and his wife. They are coming to discuss the arrangements for Maggie's funeral." "Over dinner?" I said, a little surprised. "I think Lady Helen wanted to try to keep it as informal as she could. No rush over dinner I suppose." Sally paused in her work and sighed. "It won't be the same without her, Miss Victoria," she said, the sadness clear in her voice. I stepped over to her and put my hands on either side of her shoulders. "I have only been here a short time, Sally, but I can see how close you all are." "We are like family, Miss..." There was a pause. "They are my family. I have no-one else. Maggie was like my sister, as is Bethany. And Melissa, well, she is more of a mum than my own ever was." As I looked at ...