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"Mistress, dinner is ready," Melessa said performing a slight curtsy. "Supper will not be ready for hours, and if you don't mind me saying so, you should eat. You didn't eat much of your breakfast and you're looking mighty pale."

Ilene stared out the window, her once bouncy, curly, sunny gold hair lay limp at her shoulders, and her eyes that were once vibrant emeralds, now dull green pools in her pale lifeless skin. As she was lost in her won world she barley registering what her cooks daughter said. Her mind had not been with her all day. She was very worried about her daughter. Her husband, James, had left only a little over an hour ago to go to the Montehu's. He was going to ask them for their help in looking for Serena.

Sighing she turned towards the small girl, "Tell Sam that I will have my dinner out one the porch, I would like to be able to see when my husband when he comes back."

"Yes Mistress." The small girl retreated back towards the kitchen glancing back once worriedly as Ilene headed towards her porch only to sit out there all day, staring, waiting.

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