Cathy
The servant informed me my sister had arrived.
I tore my attention away from the beautiful chrysanthemums growing in vibrant shades of peach, pink, and oranges. Against the staff’s will, I demanded no one hire a gardener or servant to tend to the garden; that would be my role. Servants watched me stain my luxurious skirts of spun gold and rose embroideries with soil and dirt. I refused to relinquish my days in the garden, even as the season cooled.
I was careful to remain clean and sparkling today; I wanted to impress my sister to full extent. We had not seen each other in years, but we always had been close during childhood. She has not seen my face unscarred since forever. For that, I knew she would be impressed by that alone, and I wanted to really make her proud with the est
