Trapped in the Love of the Landlord

4

"Stop! Uncle Cabman, please stop!" tatiana shouted, starting to play.

I held back the laughter he made. Lady Tatiana also seems to have acting talent. I'll tell him. Later, if all my mission is done.

"What's My Lady?" ask the coachman who immediately stopped the train.

"I want to go out for a minute, Uncle. There are nice flowers in the bush there," he said spoiled. "Can Uncle take it for me?"

"Okay My Lady, let me take it," replied the coachman.

If I wasn't in a state to escape, I would probably really enjoy the drama Tatiana was playing. However, now that I was concentrating on getting out of the carriage immediately from the opposite direction to the departure of Uncle Cabman, the time was right.

Uncle Kusir came down from his seat, then approached our window. "Which flower, My Lady?"

"That! Croissant yellow equal blue. I saw it clearly earlier. Try Uncle there, look!" tatiana said while pointing at one direction of the grove.

"I didn't see anything. Just a green bush" replied Uncle Cabman.

"It's not that close here, it's a bit there," Tatiana added.

"Well, I'm going there now."

And finally! After that brief debate, Uncle Cabby went in the direction Tatiana pointed out.

"Thank you, Dear. See you!" I said briefly before I sped out of the train.

On this corner there is a shortcut to the main park of Umpherston Sinkhole. It is not the main road, because it has to pass several climbs that can only be passed on foot.

I looked over for a while before taking to the rat path. Tatiana waved her hand, and I retorted at a glance.

It feels so good to be out here. My lips smiled wide. Maybe it's true said Tatiana, I'm more suitable to be a forest person. Haha.

My steps are steady towards the rocky climb. As I recall, Mama tethered her horse right here. After that we went up this rock hill in front of me.

After climbing the rock hill, emblazoned with a beautiful stretch of Umperston Sinkhole. I'm not sure Mr.'s class. Avindale will dare to go down. The Lady will have great difficulty with her respective bloom dresses. At most they paint in the courtyard near the waterfall. But with the clothes and boots I wore, it would definitely reach the secret passageway.

Slowly I descended the path that was a little slippery because it was mossy. As I remember it wasn't this green when Mama brought me here. Now this place is really beautiful, sort of a secret garden.

A gust of air floated my hair that was scattered until it covered my eyes. Melt of sweat in the temples makes some hair sticky. I rubbed it immediately, but in vain. The air is very hot.

Not long after, I moved towards a secret spot - only Mama and I knew. I deliberately followed the direction the air gust came from. My memories are replaying every detail of the place that Mama once showed me. Uncle John said, My memory is indeed a bit terrifying. I can almost always remember things in detail. Strangely, though, I can't remember how my mom and dad died. It was as if the memories of that part were simply erased.

As soon as I arrived near the wet wall covered in moss and vines, I stopped. I took it off my back and held it with one hand.  Slowly and carefully my feet approached one side of the slippery wall covered in vines. No one will know, behind the grove there is a vertical gap the size of an adult, like a cave.

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