Chapter 8 The Guest

"Mother, I would like to take a stroll outside to clear my mind on some things," Derrick said as he immediately looked away from Miranda. He saw the pain in her eyes and how she had stared at him accusingly.
*What did I do wrong to her?* Derrick wondered as he quickly averted his gaze to the exit door.
Miranda quickly informed Lady Loretta, "Ma'am, I have prepared your tea. Your breakfast is served."