BRENDA POV

 

"One cup of tea and little, anything else Ma?"

 

I voice crept into my ears as I slept, it was a deep velvety one and then the smooth familiar kind one of my mate's mother.

 

"No, I won't, you can leave us now."

 

"Call me if anything troubles you, my lady,"

 

"I will..."

 

Just then as the footsteps began to fade I heard Johnanne's voice.

 

"My dear..."

 

She watched me as I picked myself up and she served me with the courtesy of someone seeing they are the last customer of the day, with enthusiasm but obviously tired.

 

She was glancing up at the wall clock again.

 

"How...