Summer found nauseating “Yes mother. They do hurt very much and they need a wash.”
“Of course dear. Summer why are you still standing there? Hurry along and bring the basin girl.”
Summer nodded as she struggled to keep an impassive face. Her mind raced with the possibilities, and she finally knew how to get Malcolm into the house, with her aunt none the wiser. It was a brilliant plan, but she had to act quickly, and she knew precisely who would help.
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Life could be real unfair. Summer stuck her hand in her mouth and fought to keep the tears at bay. Old Ben, her friend and helper had disappeared. ‘Out of a fishing trip around them blue keys’ according the neighbors. Gone on a fishing trip did not bode well for her plan to work. She decided to visit Ben’s son at the supermarket to see if she could get his help instead. ‘Went to the mainland yesterday for some crazy training.” Busted. None of them were available. With a sad heart Summer returned home trying to think of another way to get Malcolm introduced to Huntington Manor. Her idea had been simple enough.
She would tell her aunt that a new aristocrat had lost his entire luggage and his connecting flight. Stranded on the island, he would need a place to stay for one night, possibly two. And surely her aunt would love to entertain something close to royalty. After two days she would think of something else, but the main part would be done. But now, that would have to change.
Back at the house, Summer breathed a sigh of relief that her aunt, Edith and Charles lounged around the swimming pool under the sun. Thankfully the other staff members had served refreshments, so Summer could take a small break. With a heavy heart she went in search of Malcolm to give him the news of her plan and its spectacular failure. An empty cave greeted her, but before she erupted into a full blown panic she checked the entire area around the beach, the path next to it and the cobbled road that led away towards the west end of the town. Then she went back to cave, just in case he fell into a crevice somewhere. She inspected each nook and cranny she could think, but Malcolm could not be found. It seemed as though he vanished into thin air.
When hot tears rolled down her cheeks leaving a damp trail behind, Summer wiped them away and put on a brave face. The staggered sense of loss overwhelmed her and she couldn’t believe that Malcolm made such a deep impression. Perhaps he had disappeared again and returned to his world, leaving a void behind him. Before she erupted into a full blown sob, she ran back to the house. She would deal with the sad feelings later.
A quick glance revealed nothing out of the ordinary and she busied herself with housework. She had a lot of clothes to wash, as Charles had brought all of his dirty bundles with him, so she got the various pieces of clothing together and soaked them for later. When the doorbell rang, she rushed to open it and nearly fainted on the spot. A handsome Malcolm stood there with a twinkle in his blue eyes. His shirt partly opened at the neck and his hair glistened under the blazing sun.
“Summer, it is nice to see you again. Is your Aunt in residence?”
At a loss for words, Summer sputtered out inane babble when Malcolm glanced over her right shoulder. A smile transformed his face from pleasant to engaging and she held her breath in wonder. His beauty seemed unreal.
“My Lady, how are you doing on this beautiful day?”
Before Summer could figure out who he had spoken to, Vivian appeared at her side with a curious gaze. “Hello, and who are you young man?”
Summer looked between them both and pinched her right arm. The resulting sting said it wasn’t a dream so she stood quietly in a conundrum of right or wrong moves.
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