The Ambitious Maid

o, I

stu

t, but I could feel it starting in the pit of my stomac

s no longer suffering as badly, but there was a sensation in my bod

it would never leave. No amount

perfectly close to the entrance, began packing my books exactly four minutes

w long they spoke in the corridors, how long

hich was something I dreaded every day. It happ

quickly towards the enormous double doors

n place since my first

gosti Estate. The bus never went down there, and I cou

out from holding my breath for too

leather sofa, my palm on my chest,

not cap

my seat, preventing anyone f

tonight. After they nabbed me yesterday, I would never be secure, ev

by the cops last night. I'm curious what he wa

ass pane, trying to forget about it by focusing on th

sty streets, replete with dilapidated-looking dwel

hadowing our modest hamlet, which appeared

them, a group of miserable

ld invariably purchase off the property where folks struggling t

assionate bus driver before going aw

So, when our town's ancient, worn-out busses pulled up to the bus stop, no

zing eyes right now. All I cared about was the go

the Agosti estate, whi

wasn't out of shape, but my body had been wounded

attempt to concentrate on my surroundings, the beautiful flo

getting lectured by his supervisor, who

as he took in the harsh words as if he

mployer to leave him alone, but I couldn

Even though my body was about to collapse, I wanted to unlea

ays l

ive. I don't even get to glance at the home as I try

were straining from the stron

the walk that was as la

ent; it was more akin to a castle, with a

how large was their family? Surely they wouldn't want

ate, which towered over me. I probably

touching a gold button that I assumed would

r on the button again but am startled by the

sorships, donating to your organization, or Girl Scout cookies." The old man

ing, sir," I remark, attempting to mask my nervo

simply start doing stuff when I'm scared,

ore a loud click sounds a

as more of the castle

of water flowing down, the large stairs on each end of the fountains that went u

How much money did these guys have, anyway? And

he door, my gaze drawn to

ered the bravery to ring the doorbell, waiting at the

owners would treat me after witnessin

ering woman on the other side of the door, her hair perfectly done into a bun,

instructs, stiffly thr

tly travels back to examine the card. I keep a close eye on

, her eyes still

spond, my hands in

uires, looking up at me through her litt

, it was pretty random." I pause for a

n I've ever encountered, and very competent at his

as I gaze down at the finger in front of me. Her wrinkled face is sha

was wondering because there have been several individuals attempting to sneak a job in here, but it appears that you were s

the estate, admiring the lavish décor. Every piece of furniture appeared to be worth 10 times

low suit shortly after. She turns to me, her eyes fl

s Mrs. Carmen; you're only here for work." She glares, and I no

g the enormous halls. The home was quiet, which was not s

maid quarters." She sighed and opened a brown door. I peep through as I go behind

age; they appear to be in their th

the estate. But, I believe Mr. Giovani picked you for a goo

nda

door at the end of the corridor, leading in

ngswood Private School?" She says, sitting o

Mrs. Carmen will never let me continue work

staring up at me thr