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Mar. 3rd, 2006 02:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shuftiShufti slips out of the door into the fresh air just outside the keep.
Home. But where is home now? The family she had been serving had thrown her out into the street when the bulge turned up.
"Shufti?" There is Polly behind her. She turns and smiles a little.
"Hello Polly. Are you going back home to the Duchess?"
Polly nods. "Of course. They're even giving us transport. Where are you heading?"
"I..." she stops. Because she doesn't know. Polly eyes her.
"You do have somewhere to go don't you Shufti?"
Shufti hesitates, then shakes her head. Polly puts her hands on her hips.
"What were you going to do? Have the baby out here? Come on, you're coming home with me."
Her eyes fill with fear. "I can't. I have to find employment to support the baby."
"Shufti wait! We have a vacancy. The head chef walked out to join up a few weeks before I left and there was nobody to replace him." Polly takes Shufti's hand. "Please come. You'll never have to be worried about being beaten again, it's a good wage and I know you can do it. I've seen you prepare meals from nothing. And because you'll be in charge you can take on a more directing role when you have the baby. You can do the job sitting down if necessary."
Shufti smiles a little. It has to be an attractive proposition.
Home. But where is home now? The family she had been serving had thrown her out into the street when the bulge turned up.
"Shufti?" There is Polly behind her. She turns and smiles a little.
"Hello Polly. Are you going back home to the Duchess?"
Polly nods. "Of course. They're even giving us transport. Where are you heading?"
"I..." she stops. Because she doesn't know. Polly eyes her.
"You do have somewhere to go don't you Shufti?"
Shufti hesitates, then shakes her head. Polly puts her hands on her hips.
"What were you going to do? Have the baby out here? Come on, you're coming home with me."
Her eyes fill with fear. "I can't. I have to find employment to support the baby."
"Shufti wait! We have a vacancy. The head chef walked out to join up a few weeks before I left and there was nobody to replace him." Polly takes Shufti's hand. "Please come. You'll never have to be worried about being beaten again, it's a good wage and I know you can do it. I've seen you prepare meals from nothing. And because you'll be in charge you can take on a more directing role when you have the baby. You can do the job sitting down if necessary."
Shufti smiles a little. It has to be an attractive proposition.
