THERE was a long school holiday coming up, which meant that we wouldn’t have to go to school for a week. Combined with the weekend, this meant that we wouldn’t have school for nine days. I used to hate long school holidays because I’ve always enjoyed school. This time though, I got really excited because this would mean that I would get to spend long hours in the mansion with the young master.
On Friday, I was laying in the young master’s arms when he asked, “What do you have planned for the long school holiday?”
Sarah: “Nothing much. I’ll probably be working longer hours at the mansion. How about you?”
Zac: “Uhm, we’re going on vacation. We’re leaving tomorrow.”
I sat up and looked at the young master. I was hoping to spend more time with him, but I guess it won’t happen.
Kara: “Uhm,
