Down in the scullery, rubbing her shoulder to take the sting out, Mary couldn't help feeling she didn't belong here. She wasn't made for service and service wasn't made for her. If God had meant her to be a drudge all her life, surely He would have made her good at it? Her dreams turned to Felix's studio and the drawing he had done for her. The girl in that sketch would never be hit by a servant or sent to mad old lady's house to read to her. Is seemed forever until she could be that girl again.
Following Ophelia, P130
Sophia Bennett
ISBN 978-1-84715-810-9
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