Here is another chapter!
I groaned and collapsed on the rough carpet. I had spent the day learning how to wash clothes, then dry them, and then fold them. I hated it!
Resa smiled at me sympatheticly and shut the door behind us. I checked my watch. It was ten at night! We had been washing clothes for fifteen hours! And the only fun I had was eating lunch. Dinner wasnt as exciting.
We were the only ones in the room. There were the two scratchy beds, one of which I slept on for a few hours at night.
"How do you do this? My hands have a million cramps." I said as I stood up, only to fall onto my squeaky cot.
Resa pulled out her notebook and pencil. I closed my eyes and listened to the pencil sliding alongside the lines of the paper. A second later, there was a tap on my shoulder. I opened my eyes, sat up, and gently took the notebook from Resa.
I was hoping to see, We're free! Everyone ganged up against Capricorn and chased him off to China! Lets get Mo and leave!
But, of course, that wasnt what was there. Instead, there was, It takes a long time to get used to. I wish you didnt have to work like me.
I fell face first on to the single under-stuffed pillow on my cot. I mumbled, "Me too." really loudly so Resa could make out what I was saying.
I heard her chuckle softly and cross to her side of the tiny, closet-sized room. I didnt see how she could have lived here for oh so many years of her life.
I sat up and tried to rub the tirdness out of my eyes, then let my hands lay limply in my lap as Resa rumaged through the single dresser. "This is stupid. Isnt there anyway to get out of here?" I asked her.
She went stiff for a second then continued looking through the dresser. After a minute she brought out a nightgown, some silky pajama pants, and a white tank top that looked about my size. She set down the pajama pants and tank top next to me, then slowly brought out her pencil and notebook.
After a few minutes, she handed me the notebook, grabbed the nightgown, and walked into the teeny-tiny bathroom hooked into the room, shutting th door softly behind her.
I looked at the notebook. It said, I know you dont like wearing nightgowns, so you can wear these. And about your question., I dont want you to ever say that aloud. Write it down for me to read. You could get locked away for trying to escape. Trust me, I have tried many times. It never ended well on my part. Promise me you will not try it.
At that paticuler moment, Resa came out of the bathroom in a nightgown, brushing out tangles in her long, golden hair.
"I promise." I said. She looked confused for a moment, then smiled, then came ove and hugged me. I breathed in the smell of her hair, rose's and chocolate. After a moment I said, "I know this is like a mother daughter moment typr thing, but its getting kind of mushy for me."
Resa pulled away smiling. I knew she understood.
