A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 4

"Here!" Me and Sylvie spoke together as we plonked down a bucket full of the dirtiest carrots.
Mother just looked at them, her head on one side?
"Tomorrow, your fathers coming home and you two are cooking tea. I know you know how to cook because I have taught you everything I know, so do not try that excuse again. You have everything you need around the farm." Mother explained "Also you are cleaning those carrots then off to bed, busy day tomorrow."
Slowly, Sylvie began to trudge away, our hands still linked so I was brought along too.
Sylvie slammed the bedroom door, I flinched. We began our routine; comb our hair, fetch some water from the well to wash our faces with, fetch more water to drink, talk and then sleep.
"Your turn!" Sylvie pointed at me.
"Hmm?" I asked completely unaware she had just placed the bucket next to my bed. "Water fetching I take it?"