When Julie finally arrived home, Thompson was not yet home. Lucy, their house keeper, was busy in the kitchen. Finding nothing else to do, Julie walking into the kitchen, “Lucy, can you teach me how to cook whatever you’re making?”
Lucy turned around and smiled kindly, “Ma’am, it’s better you don’t come in. Mr. Thompson has forbidden us to allow you to do any work.”
Julie rolled her eyes, “The breakfast I made for Lord Thompson was all burnt. Just teach me the basics? Please...” She acted girly, pulling Lucy’s apron. Lucy smiled and nodded. Why not, she thought to herself. she actually liked the girl and yes, her cooking was horrible. But Thompson had said that Julie was not allowed to enter the kitchen.
“Ok, then you stand by the island and listen, you will not cook!” Lucy still forb
