The Man in the Window ch. 4The Man in the Window ch. 4 by Boxjelly1
The house was in a deep sleep long before Miss Rose finally retired, retreating at last to the sanctuary of a closed door, a warm bed, and the ignorance of a few hours solitude. Even Becky had been asleep by the time she had finished with her extra task. So, not wanting to wake her, she had left the spool outside the girl’s room in the attic. A small folded paper beneath it described the basic guidelines for preforming the Smyrna Cross Stitch, an advanced technique she would begin instructing her oldest students on in a few weeks.
For the sake of comfort, and with a desperate need to unwind from the day’s labors, Miss Rose opened her bedroom window before sitting at her small vanity, basking in the gentle warmth of a late summer breeze that rolled in off the night like a wave from the sea. She closed her eyes as she breathed in the perfect evening air, reveling for a moment in the bliss of a receding heat that whispered coyly of the coming chill. It warmed her whi
The Man in the Window ch.2The Man in the Window ch.2 by Boxjelly1
Miss Emily Rose stood at the foot of the stair. One by one she greeted the girls as they came down for their morning breakfast. The young women of Miss Minchin’s Boarding School were still wiping sleep from their eyes. The ribbons at the ends of their braids swung loosely in lazy knots that said it was too early for their mistresses to properly tie them. She smiled in amusement. No doubt they would complain to one another about how early they were forced to rise. Little did they know that Miss Rose had been awake now for several hours, running errands for the kitchen staff, pressing the girl’s laundry, and setting up today’s lesson plans. But she didn’t really mind. It was the busy routine of life that she had grown accustomed to.
Ermengarde, the poor sweet girl, was always the last to rise. When Miss Rose greeted her at the end of her hurried flight downstairs she glanced up through the balustrade, searching for the one student she had not yet seen.