Chapter 24

“The pleasure was all mine.” I feel like we’ve grown a little closer since this morning. I feel more like her friend and not just someone who works for her father. But who I am keeps us apart. The clothes I wear prohibit any real closeness, and it saddens me a little to think that, if I had arrived in Junction wearing the dress I left Philadelphia in, Miss Lucille and I may have become the best of friends. We would be ensconced in her drawing room, perhaps, sipping on tea and enjoying the latest gossip, or up to our elbows in flour in the kitchen as Nana taught us how to bake the perfect biscuit. Or laying across Miss Lucille’s four-poster bed, our arms around each other, sharing secrets and giggles.