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in holding two dead chickens upside down by their legs.
“Oh sorry Ruby, I didn't know you were in here.” she said hurrying through to the other kitchen.
“It's okay. I guess we're having chicken for dinner then?”
Shelley reappeared without the dead chickens.
“Chicken casserole. I know you don't really like to eat any other meat so I'm trying some new ideas
with the chicken.”
Shelley was bony thin, not too tall with short black straight cut hair. Tiny blue eyes and a pointy
little nose with rosy cheeks. She looked to be in her mid thirties and I'd never seen her without her
pinafore on.
“Sounds good, as long as it is chicken. Not baby deer, squirrel or pigeon meat. I'll never forget the
time shortly after I woke up when Emmett offered me his sandwich.” I said cringing, doing a gag
reflex at the same time.
It made me wonder which part of the country I was in that thought eating baby squirrel was a
delicacy.
“Yes the people down here like different kinds of meat.” she said washing her hands off in the sink.
Recently I'd noticed more and more people were using the words 'down here' . I wasn't quite sure
what they meant by 'down here' ? Even Emmett had said it once or twice but afterwards he always
looked like he'd said something he shouldn't have.
Onion, potatoes... Shelley was thinking about vegetables, probably for the casserole dinner.
During my time here I have learnt I have a very unique talent. I can hear what people are thinking
but only the servants, gardeners and the guards. It doesn't work on Cam, Emmett or any of the guys
that work for Cam. I didn't know why I could do this? And I hadn't told anyone about it.
I never really heard anything exciting from the servants though, seeing as they did their best to stay
away from me.
“You having lunch today sweetie?” Shelley asked.
I shrugged. I didn't eat lunch everyday it usually depended on how hungry I felt.
“Well if you're hungry just let Wilson know what you'd like,” she said spinning around looking for
something.
Wilson was the butler and head of staff at the manor.
“Egg mayo sandwich, melted cheese, jam sandwich. I can do you pancakes, pasta salad you just
think about what you'd like and I can make it.” she said sticking her head inside a cupboard.
“Okay thanks Shelley.” I said hopping off the stool and picking up my dirty cutlery. But before I
could make it to the sink Katie had whisked it away from me without a word.
“Err thanks,” I said looking at the back of Katie already at the sink scrubbing the plate. “I'll see you
at dinner Shelley.”
I walked out the back door closing the bottom half of the stable door to keep the dogs out.
Otherwise the dogs would let themselves in and raid the kitchen cupboards. Cam's dogs, he had five
Doberman Pinschers. They all had their own personalities, were playful and ate food like there was
no tomorrow. They were also the guard dogs and spent most of the day outside. Cyan, Cinder, Jetta,
Thunder and Storm. It had taken me nearly all of four months to remember their names. I still
couldn't tell them apart though. They all looked the same.
I walked along the small path at the side of the manor looking up at the walls and the way the ivy
had spread over time and how the rose bushes had grown up and entangled themselves with the ivy.
The manor house exterior looked similar to a medieval manor house with a timber frame and brick
cladding on the ground level wall. There were a few turrets with what I described as a tooth shape
wall at the top that showed it was really a castle.
The manor was surrounded by all sorts of different gardens and meadows, vegetable allotments and
a forest area over the fields with a small stream running through it. There were many animals, pigs,
sheep and cows that lived on the fields. Horses in the meadows and chickens running loose
everywhere. There were even a few goats but it didn't smell like a farm. The beautiful scented roses
masked the scent of any animal