A glance at the table told him what had happened in the night. The butler had been around for two years now. The lady and master of the house fought frequently, and both would leave the table in a huff.
He cleaned the table, fixed a hangover drink, and proceeded to ask if they needed a hearty breakfast. To his surprise, the Master had beaten him to it. There was a breakfast tray on the bed.
The butler paused mid-sentence. The lady in bed looked different.
It was perhaps the logical end of the story. The duo had finally separated.
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Being a butler in those places you’d have to see a lot of odd things wouldn’t you..
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Chauffeurs and butlers have a lot of secrets. They are a source of info for the paparazzi. Thanks, Michael!
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This is so interesting and leaves so much to the imagination! The best kind of story is like this – one that keeps you thinking! Thank you so much for joining us this week 🙂
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Thank you, Kelly! Hope the website g;litches have been removed.
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Me too! I’m working on it a little each day 😉 Thank you so much for your patience!
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