Chapter 3 Mary And Olivia

• Mary Davies
• Helping Olivia with her homework was easier than I thought. She was really smart for her age.
• "Thank you Mary," she said, immediately we finished with her aptitudes.
• "You're welcome," I replied, standing up to take my leave. I really wanted to leave her play room.
• "Can you continue helping me with my homework as from today. I really like you." She said, grinning eat to ear.
• "You are smart and pretty, very pretty." She added, cupping my cheeks with her little hands.
• "But you should be careful of big brother," she whispered into my ear.
• I became alert immediately, if this little girl was warning me of her brother, then I should take heed.
• "He likes girls, pretty girls." She whispered, giggling.
• I smiled at her cuteness.
• "I don't have anything to worry concerning that, I am not pretty enough for your brother. Trust me, your brother is definitely of the higher class and I'm from a very low class. He won't even spare me a second glance."
• "But you are pretty," she said, pouting her lips.
• "Liv," a voice called out before I could reply her.
• Jessie her sister came in with an angry look on her face. Jessie was beautiful and she was a replica of her mum. She should be between twelve or fourteen years.
• "Did you eat my Pringles silly?" Jessie yelled.
• "I ate just a little and gave your bunny the remaining. Stop yelling, you are hurting my ears." Olivia replied.
• "Haven't I warned you not to touch my stuffs again. And what were you doing in my room?" Jessie yelled again.
• "Stop yelling," Olivia cried, covering both ears as if she was in pains.
• "What are you looking at, ugly face." Jessie snarled at me.
• "Jessie!" A voice called out from the door. The door opened and two pretty girls came in.
• "Hi." They both waved, smiling at me.
• "Hello." I waved back, returning the smile.
• "Hi Pretty Olivia," the girls said, waving at Olivia.
• "Let's go." Jessie said, not looking pleased at all. The girls waved before following Jessie.
• "That is Jessie's best friends, the tall one is Grace and the short one is Mabel." Olivia said, still covering her ears with her hands.
• "Are you okay?" I asked, moving closer to her.
• "Shhh..." She drawn out, putting a finger on her lips as she gestured me to come closer.
• "I have a left ear impairment." She whispered into my ears, giggling as if it was a nice thing.
• I gasped. She was deaf in her left ear. It was shocking to me, and I almost didn't believe her.
• "Mum says I should not tell anyone about it. Only my family knows about it." She said, licking her lips.
• "Then why did you tell me this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow up.
• "You are my family now, Mary." She replied, hugging me tightly. I held her in my arms. She made my chest tighten with her gestures.
• For a little child, she has accepted this and she was living with it. This was actually rare.
• "The doctor said I might go deaf later on." She whispered again, my heart almost leaped out of my chest. I stared at her and she still looked happy knowing these facts.
• She giggled at my facial expression. Suddenly she gasped.
• "You have to be going right now, big brother will soon be here." She rushed out.
• "You are too pretty for him." She added.
• I got up, dusting imaginary dust off my faded jean. I don't think I want to see her so-called big brother either. I left the play room with a thought on my mind. Was she scared of her big brother?
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• I entered the room we were given, it was downstairs. In a particular section behind the main rooms in the house. We were told some other high ranked maids stayed in this section, but they were all on vacation.
• The room was an en suite, a bathroom and a mini kitchen was connected to it. One major thing I Liked about the room was the small corridor we came across whenever we opened the window. It is a great spot for me to read a novel , the pot of flowers around the corridor made it smell like a garden.
• Mum was in the kitchen, I could hear her singing. I flopped on the medium size bed on the left side of the room. I felt emotionally tired and drained. This was another type of stress.
• "Are you okay?" My mum asked, peeping into the room.
• "Mum, I should be asking you that." I whined.
• "I look okay, check me out." She replied, turning around for me to see.
• I rolled my eyes, she looks kind of excited. Seems like good news awaits me.
• "But Mary, you don't look good to me. What is the problem?" She asked, walking closer to the bed.
• "Nothing mum, I am very okay, just that I am a little bit tired." I replied, probing my head with a pillow.
• "Are you sure nothing happened in school today?" She asked, giving me a serious look.
• "No mum, I already told you. School was fun. I made a lot of friends and they all like me." I lied through my teeth, she smiled so wide that I had to cringe.
• "Oh my pretty daughter, I am so happy for you."
• "I was worried you won't be accepted, you teenagers are always hard to handle at times. But hearing this makes me happy and relieved. You have no idea how happy I am right now." Mum said, hugging me tightly.
• I felt guilty I lied, I felt bad and I also felt good as well. The last thing I wanted was my mum to be worried about me.
• She has done a lot for me, made a lot of sacrifices. It should not be hard for me to make sacrifices either.
• "Good news!" She suddenly exclaimed, laughing happily.
• "I love good news," I replied to her.
• "Mrs Andrews paid me two years advance." She said loudly, beaming with smiles.
• "At least, I can pay up our debts. And I can get you some things for school." She added.
• Two years advance, that means we are going to be staying here longer than I have ever imagined.
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