It was Violet's day off. She didn't take days off very often, but every now and then, she was forced to. She enjoyed what she did and didn't really find it to be work, yes she went in and cleaned up other people's homes and washed their clothes and bedding for them, but she found it therapeutic. So when she was home, she had a hard time relaxing. She lived alone and was hardly ever home for long, so it didn't ever take her more than thirty minutes or so to clean her own home. Yesterday when she had cleaned Nessa's rooms for her, Nessa had left her a book to read in hopes that would help her get through her day off. So as the sun came up, Violet found herself sitting in one of her chairs and trying to relax enough to read the book.
After a few minutes, Violet sighed to herself and set the
