Anna-Maria awoke to the annoying yapping of her small dog. Mumbling she
picked the mutt up and pushed him out of her bedroom door. With a yawn she
then slowly climbed back into bed and went into a coma-like sleep
instantly.
If it hadn't have been for one of the housemaids , Lucy, waking her up, she probably would have slept for another couple of hours thus making her late for breakfast with her mistress, Miss. Montclair.
After struggling to put on her corset and dress Lucy shoved her down the stairs and into the dinning room. Miss. Montclair looked up from her book and gave Anna a little head nod in return Anna gave her a small curtsy.
Miss. Montclair was a widow who took on her husband's trade business after he passed. Under her guidance and direction the business began to boom and soon she had made a huge fortune. During one of Miss. Montclair's inspection of her ships she found a 7 year old , Anna-Maria, dirty and starving and with out a home, sleeping underneath the docks. She took her in and ever since then she had been her handmaid and companion, reading to her daily, fetching things for her, delivering letters, and going into town with her. She had come to love the little child as her own daughter
"Sit down dear." Miss. Montclair said
"Yes, Miss. Montclair." Anna said taking a seat at the long and lustrous table
"Now Anna, you left here almost two years ago and have come back. Now when you came to me a month ago I did not ask you why you had come back I only accepted you with open arms. But it seems to me that you are somewhat un- happy here. Is that true?" Anna shook her head "No Ma'am"
Miss. Montclair looked at her skeptically "Are you sure?"
Anna looked down; suddenly her placemat seemed to be a lot more interesting "I'm sure. If I may ask, why the sudden inquiry?"
"Well it just seems as if you're. missing something or that you feel trapped or even obligated to be here. I do have a sixth sense for these types of things you know? I just thought maybe there was someone that you maybe left behind and are missing."
Anna didn't say anything she just sat there staring at her placemat chest heaving, suddenly she felt sick and short of breath.
"Anna? Are you alright?" Miss Montclair asked worried
"Yes, I mean no. I'm feeling a bit sick may I be excused?"
"Of course." Miss Montclair said kindly "You just go lay down in your room."
Anna stood up "Thank you." She said before leaving and running up the stairs to her room.
Once inside the door she started to cry, something she had been wanting to do for a long time. Furiously she wiped away her tears. "I said I'd never cry over you Jack Sparrow."
If it hadn't have been for one of the housemaids , Lucy, waking her up, she probably would have slept for another couple of hours thus making her late for breakfast with her mistress, Miss. Montclair.
After struggling to put on her corset and dress Lucy shoved her down the stairs and into the dinning room. Miss. Montclair looked up from her book and gave Anna a little head nod in return Anna gave her a small curtsy.
Miss. Montclair was a widow who took on her husband's trade business after he passed. Under her guidance and direction the business began to boom and soon she had made a huge fortune. During one of Miss. Montclair's inspection of her ships she found a 7 year old , Anna-Maria, dirty and starving and with out a home, sleeping underneath the docks. She took her in and ever since then she had been her handmaid and companion, reading to her daily, fetching things for her, delivering letters, and going into town with her. She had come to love the little child as her own daughter
"Sit down dear." Miss. Montclair said
"Yes, Miss. Montclair." Anna said taking a seat at the long and lustrous table
"Now Anna, you left here almost two years ago and have come back. Now when you came to me a month ago I did not ask you why you had come back I only accepted you with open arms. But it seems to me that you are somewhat un- happy here. Is that true?" Anna shook her head "No Ma'am"
Miss. Montclair looked at her skeptically "Are you sure?"
Anna looked down; suddenly her placemat seemed to be a lot more interesting "I'm sure. If I may ask, why the sudden inquiry?"
"Well it just seems as if you're. missing something or that you feel trapped or even obligated to be here. I do have a sixth sense for these types of things you know? I just thought maybe there was someone that you maybe left behind and are missing."
Anna didn't say anything she just sat there staring at her placemat chest heaving, suddenly she felt sick and short of breath.
"Anna? Are you alright?" Miss Montclair asked worried
"Yes, I mean no. I'm feeling a bit sick may I be excused?"
"Of course." Miss Montclair said kindly "You just go lay down in your room."
Anna stood up "Thank you." She said before leaving and running up the stairs to her room.
Once inside the door she started to cry, something she had been wanting to do for a long time. Furiously she wiped away her tears. "I said I'd never cry over you Jack Sparrow."