7|Precious Pieces

[Camari]

I had the maid collect Farrell's expensive jewelry, clothes, bags, and shoes in one place. The gifts from his grandfather were kept in another box. I didn't need all that fancy stuff anymore.

They did everything according to my instructions. So, all they had to do was load the boxes into the box truck waiting in the yard. I looked around me one last time. I tried to remember, but there were no memories of my intimate moments with Farrell in the bedroom.

We lay in the same bed but never made out or discussed anything before bed or when we woke up. We used the same bathroom and closet, unfortunately, never at the same time. Why did I realize that then?

"Goodbye, ma'am. Don't forget us," Stella said, the servant in charge of meeting my needs as mistress.

"I won't. We can meet again when you're on leave. I won't change my number. Just give me a call. We can have lunch or coffee together." I smiled at her and her partners.

They looked sad to see me off. At least some people felt my