The Vintner's Daughter

Chapter 6: Kendrick

I hated seeing her like this. It's been a week since her fathers passing, and she still can't get over it. Poor thing, I wish I could help her more, but I'm trying to help detectives solve this murder. There were no fingerprints, which is odd, and no one saw him out side that day. Emma has become restless thinking about her father. Maybe I should accompany her and have a nice walk at the park.
     I walk towards her, noticing the purple lines under her eye from the lack of sleep. Her entire body was shaking, trembling even. She was withered, like a flower that needed some extra help from someone. She needed someone to help her; someone to depend on. Luckily, I was right here.
     "My lady, would you please accompany me for a walk in the park? You should get out more and explore beautiful London."
       She looked up at me with the dullest yet most vibrant green eyes and slowly nodded her head. I reached my hand out and we began our walk. Her hair had gotten more and more tangled ever since that day. Each day getting worse and worse. She probably can't sleep at night with all the trauma this is causing her. I intertwined our hands and continued walking.
       "I remember", she began, "when my father always told me the story about a dog. He was a great dog, or so I thought. The dog went missing even though he was loyal to my father. He went missing right after my mother ran away. I've never seen her..."
       Now, I really felt sorry for her. She has lived 18 years, and she still hasn't seen her mother!
        "My dear, are you saying you have never seen your mother before?"
        "Well, yes, but if you count pictures as seeing my mother, then I have seen her before. She is very beautiful. More beautiful than any woman around here. Father wouldn't tell me why she left him. He would only say 'That's for me to know and you to find out.' I wonder if she missed me..."
        She began to trail on with stories about her memories with her father. Some were sad, some were happy and exciting, others were funny and enjoyable. Even if she didn't have a mother, her father did a very good job at teaching her about how to be a lady and making sure she did the right thing. She really was the eye-catcher.
        "But despite the fact my father is gone, I will try to do the best I can to keep my company running. And with you by my side, I have someone to help me with anything."
         She looked at me with a magnificent smile plastered on her beautiful face as we slowly walked back towards the vineyard.
         "Thank you, Kendrick. I really had a great time. Even if it was only for a few minutes. I got a lot of things off my chest, and I think I will finally be able to sleep for a while."
          She kissed my cheek and shut her door. On my way back home, all I could think about was the kiss she gave me.