Future (1)

Annalise smiled in the face of the person who had to be her greatest challenge. 

Beatrice sipped her tea that Edwin was kind enough to prepare for her. "It is such a beautiful day, isn't it?" She asked, stirring the tea and then inhaling the wonderful mix.

"It is," Annalise replied, looking up at the sun. There wasn't much rain for a while now which was good because she did not need to keep cleaning her shoes of mud.

"How are you doing as Rafael's maid? I know my son can be a bit quiet, but I hope that does not scare you. He can be fun to be around when it opens up and let you know more about him," said Beatrice.

Annalise frowned. What part of Rafael was quiet as everyone liked to say? The man was just as talkative as her. More talkative than she expected because of what everyone said. There were many times when she expected him to get frustrated and tell her to shut up, but he would smile and continue the conversation.