I was in a deep, heavy sleep. Probably the best sleep I've ever gotten since I've been home. I was in such heavenly bliss, dreaming such sweet dreams. I dreamt that I had no children, and no one else was living in our small house, just me and Neville. I was on the porch I always wanted, enjoying the cool, relaxing summer breeze. I could have stayed like this for an eternity. But then, my dream was murdered, by Chauncey's loud cry. I awoke groggily, realizing I was now in reality. I looked towards Neville, seeing if he was making any attempt to get up. Deciding that he refused to get up, I went to take care of Chauncey. My eyes were glazed of weariness as I made my way to his room. I could barely see in the black of the night. I managed to find a candle and some matches lying around. After a few tries, and managed to gain a light. As soon as I held the light up to the level of my eyes, I immediately saw a scary depressed face. Scared out of my mind, I screamed in terror. The face became white as a sheet and stumbled away from me as it fell to the floor.

"O my God! Are you alright?" I asked, hoping he didn't break anything.

"Oh. Miss Lydia, I'm fine. I'm sorry. You would mind please! to put out that bloody candle. You know I fear fire." Shivers asked, in his stern tone.

"Sorry Shivers, didn't know you would be out this late snooping around the mansion" I said annoyed. I knew just what he was doing.

Shivers was our butler. However, he's the worst butler in the world. He may clean, but not for the reasons he should. It all began when he overheard Neville speaking that he had finished his will, and everyone in the house was getting some type of inheritance. Shivers, wondering if he got anything, began to use his job as the perfect way to sneak around the mansion, desperately trying to find Neville's will. If and when he finds it, he wants to use his cut to pay for his retirement. Seeing how he is currently seventy years old, I have told him to let it go and just retire. Shivers still refuses. He knows we are very wealthy, so any large amount of money in his pocket would make him a very happy man. To be honest, he really creeps me out. He gives off the impression that he once worked as Victor Frankenstein's assistant, raising the monster to new life. The worst part, is the fact he had a crush on Miss Melody. Honestly, I have no idea why he has such feelings. When he realized his feelings for her, he used his free time to stalk her. When she's not around, he goes in her room and takes pleasure in touching her piano and instruments. It sickens me. I try to make him retire, but I'm beginning to lose all hope.

"My apologies for disturbing you this evening, I shall be headed to my quarters now." he said slowly, as if he been caught. He began to walk the other way.

"Shivers, that's not the way to your room."

"I know" he said. No use in trying to stop him. Every women in this house knew his dirty little secret. After the long interval with Shivers, I feared Chauncey would be extremely upset. I went into the nursery, and found Chauncey in a moderate wild state.

"Oh oh oh, Chauncey dear, it's ok, mommy's here" I calmly said, trying to make him stop crying. I felt around to see if he was hungry or needed changing. When he was neither, I had no idea what to do. Chauncey's crying clouded my mind as I tried to figure out what could soothe this savage beast. Then I remembered, when Henry and Orville were infants. Whenever they were like this, I certain lullaby would always calm them down. I tried to remember the name of it, but I was completely lost. In a sudden revelation, it was Golden Slumbers I started to sing softly,

Golden slumber kiss your eyes,Smiles await you when you ,pretty baby,Do not cry,And I'll sing you a lullaby.

Chauncey began to stop crying. He was merely making mumbles now. I continued,

Care you know not,Therefore sleep,While I o'er you watch do ,pretty darling,Do not cry,And I will sing a lullaby.

Finally Chauncey was semi conscious. It wouldn't be long before he fell back to sleep. Sitting in the little chair in the corner, I held my baby, rocking him slowly. Suddenly, I heard someone coming through the door. I got scared easily, not knowing who that was, or their intentions. Suddenly, a small girl in pig tales came in with a face of fear and tears in her eyes . She sniffled,

"Have you seen my mommy?" she whined "I had a nightmare, and I can't find her…"

"O Sue Pea, come here." Sue Pea came over and curled up next to me on the chair.

"Your mommy saw how peaceful you were sleeping in the guest room and didn't want to disturb you. She was going to wake you in the morning." I said gently, trying to make her feel better."

"I had a really scary nightmare, a lady came down our way and looked very upset. She shirked really loud, and had sparks flying form her hands. I saw glass flying and people screaming. The lady shouted 'Revenge for my broken heart!'. I heard thunder crashing, and I woke up crying in the room alone." she began to sniffle loudly, trying to fight back her tears.

"Come here, rest your head on my arm, you'll feel better." I rocked my whole back in the same motion as my arms, trying to comfort the two children.

Sue Pea was so sweet and innocent, despite her back round. Although the cutest child ever, she is bastard child of Miss Petunia. Miss Petunia never revealed the name of the father. All we know she got pregnant the same time I was with Henry and Orville. We almost delivered on the same night. I think that's why her parents left her nothing, because of the bastard pregnancy. Miss Petunia never even told me the father. Nana believes she had Slim for a night and that's why Sue Pea is here. I decided to leave it be. Both mother and daughter are happy, and that's good enough for me. I felt bad for the young girl though. She was sleeping for so long, she didn't even remember where she was. This was sort of a cycle for her. She would stay up for an incredible length of time, and go to sleep for the same amount. She rarely had a nightmare, so this came across as odd for me.

Before I knew it, both Chauncey and Sue Pea were out likes lights. I quickly tucked Chauncey in, trying not to wake Sue Pea. As I flickered off the lights in his room, I cradled Sue Pea in my arms, and headed off to Petunia's room. While on my way, I thought I heard someone in the stair way. Thinking they were going down, I continued my path. All of four seconds later, I bumped into a shady figure going up. He told me he was very sorry as I poorly tried to regain my balance.

"Grimmly, is that you?" I couldn't se anything, until he lead me down stairs to the sitting room, when I could finally see him in the light.

"O, Grimmly. You gave me a fright there." I said, short of breath.

"I'm sorry for scaring you, I heard some crying and wanted to see what was up, not to mention I saw Shivers and wanted avoid him from asking me if I knew where Neville's will is."

"Good call."

Uncle Grimmly, as the kids call him, was a kind man. Being Neville's brother, he moved in with us after their father died. However, he mostly kept to himself. The family did see him during the day and at meals, but he is very quite. He hardly talks to anyone, so I'm pretty lucky right now. He wanders the house each night, just roaming in the black of the twilight. But not only does he love the dark, but mirrors as well. . I never understood why he loves mirrors so much. Neville told me once that Grimmly's first love always stood in front of a mirror. She did so much, Grimmly said the first thing he sees when he stares, is her. So romantic I thought, but the story comes to a sad ending. She died of unknown causes, and that's why he so quiet.

"So how's my new nephew?" he asked with a smile on his face.

"He's fine now. He cried a little, but I calmed him down with some singing."

"O right, I heard you sing. You have such a beautiful voice, just like …. her…. Lucy.." he went into some sort of trance, but quickly snapped out.

"…. O, sorry."

"It's quite alright" I assured him. He doesn't mean to space out like this, he just does. I guess that's why people don't make the effort to speak with him. He started to stare at Sue Pea.

"Awww, poor child, she's so cute. Listen, you're busy with Chauncey and need your sleep, let me take Sue Pea and I'll put her with Petunia."

I accepted the kind offer. We exchanged a hug good-bye, and he took Sue Pea. I hurried back to my room, where I was to continue my much needed rest.