February [ManxMan]

16

It was Friday morning and Carrin had prepared bacon, scrambled eggs and fried toast for his master but he was too much of a coward to even go knock on his door.

After what happened on Tuesday, he was always jittery around the house except when he was in the attic.

The attic was the only place and time where and when he felt safe to think whatever he wanted. And all he could think of was how he would give anything to go back in time and undo what he did.

For out of being treated like a slave by his previous masters and being ignored by Richard, he deemed the latter of the choices as the worse.