The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and today was the first day of the rest of her life. Funny, how things came full circle. This time just over some months ago, she had been suddenly thrown into a world she knew nothing about. This time just over some months ago, she had been thrown into what they called the slaves house and sold to a beast she didn't know what to expect from him
"You sure the bright pink is okay?" Martha asked Winifred for the fifth time. "Yes. I love it," she said for the sixth.
