Jessie stepped off the stairs, back onto the lawn. He said she wouldn’t get anything unless she worked for it. Might as well start now. She dragged herself to a vehicle and picked up a few bags she recognized. After a brief word with their elderly owner. She took them to where they went. Inside the house, Hazel stopped her for a moment. “Darling, you mind yourself. If you keep up like this, you’ll collapse again.” “There are jobs to do and I’m the one told to do them. You know how it is. There’s no rest for the wicked.” Jessie didn’t want to stop for long because if she did, she might break down. No one said she’d like her life or happy with
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