It was a miracle that I found sleep four hours before dawn.
And by the grace of whatever or whomever was in charge of dreams, my sleep was dreamless. What I did to deserve it, I don't know. But maybe, it kinda discovered that I was becoming good.
That on the morrow, I was going to turn down a dream job, because I couldn't take it at the detriment of another.
"Wake up, child. Wake up" it was Sir Felix shaking me awake at 6am.
But I was too sleepy to care and too tired to rouse. Until…
Tahh!
A stinging slap to my cheek.
That did it, I was up immediately.
"Sorry kid, I had to. It's either that or worse in the hands of our Madam or her pranksters"
I think I forgot to mention that after Alicia sacked the other helpers, my duties and chores increased. Now, I cook while also doing my previous chores. Sir Felix helps, but I mostly feel weird asking him for help or seeing him toiling at his age.
