My name is Jane, Jane Rizzoli. I'm not a special person and I have no special skills. My parents are not wealthy and yet they managed to raise three healthy children. Well, my mother was able to do that. My father is a drunkard who is more interested in himself and courtesans than his family. My mother spends day in and day out, trying to help her children survive. My mother is not much more than a cook-maid, she's toiling long and hard every day and then she takes care of my two younger brothers and me. My brother Frankie is a servant. Our younger brother Tommy ... Well, we're not sure what services he's doing. He is like our father a blighter. Tommy's a good kid, though, but he needs to find his own way.
I, for myself, am a stable girl, a servant myself, and sometimes I have to use my physical attitudes to outface some people. Of course, my master doesn't know about it. God forbid, if he'd know about it, he probably would die of a heart attack, or raise his glass to me. I mean, it wouldn't be the first time he did so, but he has to keep his countenance. But his daughter, Maura, she doesn't have to ask me twice to rough some high-handed buggers.
Maura and I grew up together and it turned out that she is a little know-it-all. In the begging, it drove me absolutely crazy because it bolstered me in the thought that I am nothing more than just a stupid daughter of a cook-maid, but I was wrong. It turned out that Maura wasn't as snobbish as I thought. She taught me reading and writing and she's always admonishing me when I start to curse.
Maura and I spend as much time together as possible and her father, Arthur, doesn't mind that at all.
He's a good man, he's treating his household staff like they're not working for him but are his family. His wife died shortly after Maura's birth and ever since he never got married again.
I'm not really sure what he's doing but sometimes I get the feeling that the life of a squire has to be very exhausting because he barely spends some time with his only daughter. Perhaps he's glad that Maura has at least one friend she can turn to. Don't get me wrong, she's great but sometimes she also can be a little … queer. I like that, though.
I always knew that I am different, I'm not trying to get off with the first guy who's trying to get off with me. Much to the dismay of my mother until she started to understand that I am not like the other girls. Since then she tries to support me even though she knows that it's a thin I'm moving on. And my brothers support me as well, I know that they have my back.
And I know that Arthur's having my back, too. He knows about my bias and he doesn't care about it as long as I stay discrete.
Noblemen have to keep up their appearances, and a servant like me … Well, it could shake the credit.
I know that I'm feeling things for Maura that I shouldn't feel. And my brothers remind me of that, too.
Tommy's really good at it. I think that's because he has a really big crush on her.
Frankie's trying to stay professional, though.
I wince when someone's pinching my side and I look into smiling hazel eyes.
"Where did you go?"
My eyes focus back on the pond and I stare at the only red water lily in it like it's like me, different. "Everywhere."
"Jane."
My name out of her mouth makes me looking at her and I hold my breath. Then I sigh, "Many things."
I can see that I hurt her because she stares straight at me. "You told me to never keep back what's bothering me."
I keep her glance and smile softly. "I did."
"So, what is bothering you?"
I look long into her expectantly eyes and I want to tell her my inappropriate feelings for her, that I feel more than just friendship and that probably everyone knows about them but her because I act like I am her personal minder.
Bootless.
Sure.
Who am I fooling?
I look away from hazel eyes and take a deep breath, "The world!"
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I tend to finish this story, and I do have a plan.
It's kinda like Until My Dying Breath but not the same ending, I think. Anyway, give this a shot,
Thanks,
T73
