• Part 4 of Chapter 1

   

  “Good morning Jessie,” Mary greet me as I place a plate full of scramble eggs on the dining table. Mary dress in blue, her reddish hair curled making her face look thin, she climb down the stair with her blue heel in her hands.

  “Good morning Mary,” I greet back.

   

  She sits down and Tommy came down in a black suit, fixing his tie and cough as a signal to his attendance. I place more plates on the table for Mary and Tommy. Woke up at 6 in the morning today, managed to place a lot on the table – Blueberry Pancakes, Scramble Eggs with Sausage, Cinnamon Bun, Orange Juice and Water. It’s overwhelming but I was being safe to avoid being slap by Tommy.

  “Jessie, this is wonderful!” Mary clap in excitement and quickly grab everything she can, placing them on her plate.

  “Blueberry pancake?” Tommy question me as he point to the pancakes.

  “Yes sir, it is,” I answer standing near the table.

  “Great! My favorite,” he smile and grab 4 slices, pouring maple syrup all over. He took a big bite and sigh of happiness.

   

  For a while they eat and Mary keeps looking at me as she took a bite of the food she grabbed earlier. Watching them eat, make me hungry but I will just wait for them to finish and I will eat by myself, it’s only right.

   

  “Grab a plate Jessie,” Mary hand me an empty plate. Confuse, I just kept silence

  “What are you doing?” Tommy look at Mary – rage in his eyes.

  “She can eat with us and that’s not a problem,” answering politely while still holding the empty plate on her hands.

  “She’s a maid, not a guest.”

  “Fine!” Mary smash the plate on the floor and keep silence.

  “I’m sorry honey,” Tommy holds Mary hand as he apologize, he looks so disappointed in himself, “Jessie, sit down and grab this empty plate,” he beg as he hand me a plate and command me to sit with a sad face.

   

  As I sit down, I grab a slice of pancake and a spoon full of scrabble eggs. Mary smile at me and let go of Tommy’s hand. She eat happily and took a sip of the water.

   

  “So Jessie, are you married?” Mary asks and Tommy cough as he was eating his pancake. Took a glass of water and finish it quickly.

  “Why are you asking her questions? And act weird today?” Tommy look at Mary.

  “She’s my friend, not a maid and I can ask whatever I want from her.”

  “But –“ Tommy got interrupted.

  “Hush, I’m talking to Jessie,” she look at Tommy and look back toward me, “So Jessie, married?”

  “Em..no ma’am, still figuring out.” I startle.

  “Well, better look for a husband fast. All the good ones almost taken.”

  “Not planning in the near future.”

  “Tell me everything about you, I have a lot of guy friends and I know they are looking for someone.

   

  Again Tommy cough and just continue eating his breakfast.

   

  “Maybe some other time,” I answer, forcing myself to smile.

  “It’s time to go Mary,” Tommy kiss Mary by the cheek, but Mary quickly push him away.

  “Not nice to do that infront of other people.”

   

  I look away, feeling uncomfortable. I stand, pick up my plate and went into the kitchen. As I way away, I can still hear their conversation – loud and clear.

   

  “See, look what you did?” Mary sound unhappy.

  “I didn’t do anything other than kiss your cheek.”

  “Well it might made her uncomfortable.”

  “Because you are acting weird, are you feeling ok?” Tommy ask gently, “Is it coming to you again? Maybe you should just stay home.”

  “No I’m fine.”

  “You are not fine.”

  “I can take care of myself.”

  “Yes and I can take care of you.”

   

  The conversation keeps going. I begin to wash the plate and slowly their voices begins to disappear as I wonder of about what’s going on with my life now – only God knows. Footsteps begins to come near me, I ignore act like I don’t know. Tommy place the plates near the sink – sigh and sad.

   

  “Jessie, I’m sorry.” He sigh.

  “What?” Shock, I immediately close the tap water and look at him.

  “Did he apologize yet Jessie?!” Mary shout from the dining room.

  “Just say it’s ok or you want me to choke you to say it,” he tone down to ensure Mary will not hear him.

  “It’s ok sir,” I reply and he slap my back – hard.

  “Good Jessie, good” He continues slapping my back and then walk away.

   

  My back so painful, I rub to make the pain go away, but it didn’t work at all. I can hear them talking and laughing, looking out from the kitchen, I can see them walking together to the front door.

   

  “Jessie dear! We’re going off!” Mary shout, waving her hand towards me and I just nod.

  The door open back and Mary place some money on the dining table, “Money & the grocery list is on the table, don’t forget!”

  “Will do Mary,” I reply and she went running off out the door.

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