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Chapter Four: Unexpected Visitor

The elderly, widowed orphanage matron, Miss Lawrence, rushed to the front door as soon as I opened it.

"Where have you been!" she cried, hugging me tightly and kissing my forehead. Then she pushed my back by my shoulders, "Where have you been?"

"I'm sorry I ran out, Miss," I said.

"What were you thinking? You seemed so anxious, I almost considered calling the mental health ward, with how panicked you seemed to be, saying something about a dream you had."

"I'm fine, Miss. I got lost, but I also got a job."

"You did?" she said, "I would've hoped you would get married. Either way, where are you working?"

"A cafe. Here," I said, holding out the map Franklin had drawn me.

"Oh. That place is lovely."

"Yes, it is and working there was wonderful. Can I go to bed now, though? I have to be up early. I have an order I must work on with my boss."

"What are you working on?" Miss Lawrence asked, no longer angry, but smiling like a proud mother and leaning forward eagerly.

"We were instructed to bake a cake for a nobleman," I said.

"Which nobleman?"

"I don't think it would be prudent to say."

"Alright, if you insist. Go on ahead to bed, then. Good night, Dear."

"Good night, Miss Lawrence," I said, giving her a hug before running to the bathroom. I cleaned up and put on my night dress before collapsing on my bed and passing out.

***

As I dragged myself out of bed at Miss Lawrence's eager urging, I looked at the time. It was four-thirty a.m.

"Why am I up a half hour early?" I asked.

"So you have time to get dressed and walk to work," Miss Lawrence said, "Now, up you go and get dressed."

"Yes, Miss." I stood up and got dressed. I pulled my hair back tight today, remembering that yesterday I had struggled to keep my long, purple-black hair out of my face. I pulled on my slippers and hurried down the stairs. Yesterday, Franklin had provided me with snacks, but I made sure to eat a quick breakfast with the other children and young adults in the orphanage, taking the time to talk about my new job, before yanking on my coat and racing out the door with my map. I reached the door of the cafe and was grateful it was unlocked, as I hadn't taken the time to slow down and check. When I burst through the door, Franklin froze and stared at me while I caught my breath before laughing lightly.

"You're lucky that was unlocked," he said, smiling.

"Yes," I said, "I'll start the cake."

"Good. I'll be heading out to my acquaintance's bakery." Franklin took my coat and hung it on the coat rack before putting his own coat on and waving as he went out the door. I waved back before running back to the kitchen and finding his book of recipes. I checked the ice box and found a number of strawberries waiting. I found the recipe for strawberry cake and began mixing the batter together. I began to slice the strawberries into smaller pieces and was about to toss them into the batter when a gloved hand stopped me. I whirled around and was face-to-face with the dark butler from yesterday. His shiny dark hair hung in front of his face a little until he tossed it out of his eyes.

"Did you need something added to your order?" I asked softly, feeling a cold sweat form on my skin at the possibility of another difficult decoration.