9 July 2012
There was a knock at the door of the drawing room and I unwieldy got up from my place and answered it.
I opened the door and discovered it to be my favorite servant Mrs. Walsh. She was about 53 years old and has been in our family for 25 years. She even delivered me when I was baby coming from my mothers fair stomach.
Mrs. Walsh is a little chubby white haired wrinkly lady with the tenderest touch. Her heart is so sweet like a sugar plum. I've never known anyone to find Mrs.Walsh unpleasing or irksome. She is a bit daffy, but always happy. That's the best part about Mrs. Walsh, she always known how to place a smile on your face.
"What is the matter Mrs. Walsh?" I asked her politely.
She answered back,"Your father wishes you to come to the library and meet the other guests."
"oh my, how I have forgotten the other guests!" I said. "Will you excuse me Luke, I must obey my father's wishes." I said in reference to Luke, not wanting to leave.
"If you must, you must Effy. I'll be here, waiting". Luke replied with a hint of trickery in his harmonic instrument called his voice.
I smiled and made my way towards the exit. Then Luke called after me,"Hey Effy!" I stepped back once and glanced in his direction. "Yes Luke?" I said. "I'll always be here Effy, until your heart stops beating." he added inflicting me with deep regret of having to leave his presence.
I held his gaze for what seemed like hours. Not wanting to desist from his eyes. Until Mrs.Walsh interrupted the motionless silence by coughing in a fake manor. I realized I was staring too long at Luke again, but this time was different, a good different.
Chapter One Continued • Opuss № I