14 April 2012
After the incident that Catherine wished to forget, she sat mopping at her bloody brow. Why was what was supposed to be a holiday turning out do badly? Catherine's rage had got the better of her and when she swung out she welled up with shame and humiliation. The men must have thought she was a nutter, trying to hit someone. But it was Catherine who had been hurt, her head had hit the hard floor and cause her to see stars.
"Here miss, someone wishes too see you." the serving boy led in the aimed at man.
"what do you want? Come to gawk at me have you?" The man's eyes were fixed on the blood that ran down Catherine's face. He stood still.
"well?" Catherine felt she needed to apologise but not to an ignorant man who didn't care.
"I'm sorry, you know about what happened. " he ran his fingered along the bedpost and stood awkwardly.
"Your such a good liar." Catherine stared at the man impatiently.
" ok, but I just don't want to get into trouble, this job I have in scotland is a new start for me." He broke off and left the room without a second glance. Catherine was unsure what to think, why was everything so confusing? It felt like there was something Catherine wasn't supposed to know.
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