“Good morning, Jasmin,” Ada smile was as charming as ever, holding onto a white tray that had white ceramic plates and cups in it and she was making her way over to the dining table to set it down.

“Good morning, Ada.” she dropped from the last step of the stairs and approached her, “Anything I can help you with?” her eyes eager to help.

She smiled at her, but shook her head. “No, breakfast is already set, the maids are helping with the rest of it.” as she spoke, two of the maids in the kitchen stepped out, holding trays of fried plantain and egg sauce and it already...