JORDAN
I finished up with my breakfast later than I had anticipated and was just about to leave when I turned around and searched for Margaret. Unlike the usual, she wasn’t close. I let out a sigh and thought that it was for the better that she wasn’t close by. Not sure I could look at her, not after what happened earlier. I understood Samantha. She had always been too petty and bratty, but that was Margaret. She took care of us. I expected better and had been shocked myself when she did that. Some things just never changed. And I didn’t think it was best to speak to her there, not when that gold digger was there. Yet, my heart ached a bit for Margaret.
“Anna…” I called out to the youngest staff there. She was closer to Margaret than any. She came running immediately.
“Where is Margaret
