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My Aunt. Chapter 20

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

wondering what thoughts were tormenting her but was afraid to ask. “Well,” she said, getting to her feet and standing in front of the window. “I may not have killed Maggie but I am responsible for her, and you and the other girls.” She gave a big sigh. “It is up to me to make sure that this is put right.” “You are guilty of nothing, Aunt Helen.” “You are a good girl, Victoria. I have been very proud of you these last few days. You are so like your mother, but I hope you will learn from my mistakes.” “Mistakes, what mistakes, Aunt Helen?” Now I really was curious but, as I opened my mouth to ask, there was a knock at the door and Melissa entered. “The Reverend and Mrs. Wallace, Lady Helen. Shall I show them in?” “No, please show them directly to the dining room please. I shall be along momentarily.” “As you wish, Mylady.” Melissa closed the door again. “Well, Victoria.” My Aunt turned to me. “This is the part I was dreading.” “Do you wish me to stay with you?” I asked, hoping the reply would be positive. “Would you rather not, Victoria?” she asked gently. “I would be happy to, Aunt Helen.” I smiled and took her hand. She squeezed mine and smiled then leaned forward and kissed my cheek. “Come on then,” she said, “stiff upper lip and all that.” I held on to my hand to her and, using it to steady herself as she got out of the deep armchair then, she drew herself up and took a deep breath before composing herself and walking towards the door. “Before we go.” I stopped her at ... the door just as she put her hand onto the door knob. “Did you find anything in Maggie's room?” Aunt Helen paused and turned to me. “No, not a thing. I hoped we may find a clue of some sort but there was nothing. Nothing at all that pointed to anything I didn't already know about her.” Again, she sighed then turned the knob and opened the door. It was only a few short steps across to the dining room but they seemed to take forever. Reverend Wallace stood up to greet us as we entered. “Lady Helen, Victoria,” he said, taking each of our proffered hands in turn. He held mine a little longer than was required as he looked at me, troubled. “I owe you an apology Miss Harcourt,” he said eventually. “Yes.” I replied, a hurt look for effect, “I think you do, Reverend.” Aunt Helen frowned. “I am truly sorry. My outburst was unforgivable. My only excuse was that I acted out of shock.” “What is going on? What are you apologising for, Reverend?” Aunt Helen looked concerned. “I am sorry to say I was somewhat less than courteous when your niece knocked me over earlier.” “You knocked the vicar over, Victoria?” My aunt looked at me, aghast. “Yes, I am afraid I did,” I replied. Reverend Wallace was quick to stop Lady Helen. “I am afraid I was rather rude and I am truly am sorry, Miss Harcourt.” “Well, Reverend, I accept your apology, but please don't speak to me like that again.” “No, I will not.” When he released my hand I moved around the table towards my place on the opposite side and, as I ...