CHAPTER 15
“MISS, ARE YOU all right?”
Dorothy’s voice cut through my sniffles, and I looked up from my tear-soaked pillow.
“I hate this place,” I mumbled.
“Now, now, ma’am, I know you’ve had a shock.”
“It’s not just that. My mother’s like Satan in a dress.”
“Maybe a nice cup of tea would help?”
I noticed she didn’t disagree with me. “I’m not sure tea will be enough this time.”
“Why don’t you try?”
She held out a hand, a little uncertain, but I reached out and took it. Goodness knows, I could use a friend in this mess, and without Angie or Ben, the only people in the house apart from my parents were the staff.
“Shall I serve you some supper in the annex?” Dorothy asked.
“I can’t go back there. Not right now, with all Angie’s stuff there. Can I...? Can I come with you? To wherever
