26th May, Thursday.
When I arrived at the mansion the next day, I was surprised to see how everything looked on a bright morning. I had this surge of pride at my job. I am good at this.
I was wearing an olive green spaghetti strap silk midi dress, with long white boats and white rings in my hand.
After almost five hours, I saw two small figures running toward the lawn. They came closer. One was a boy, who seemed to be about age 6 and the other was a girl of age 4.
“Hi,” I lowered my upper body to talk to them.
“Oh hello,” The boy said. He had brown hair just the shade as mine, but eyes blue.
“What’s your name?” I asked smiling at him.
“Loot flower,” The girl said, reaching toward a dusky chrysanthemum.
“Aceal,” He said smiling at his sister, who was busy touching the petals with he
