Chapter 102

• I opened the small kitchen drawer and took out a knife. I never thought I'd try to murder someone, but I was going to. Assholes like Albert Hutson must be stabbed and quartered.
• I hide the knife in my belt, taking care not to break my skin. I disguise myself on my way back to the hall when I pass some sad looking almost naked women. My heart aches for them and I'm even more terrified to imagine that this will be my fate if I don't try to defend myself from any bastard who gets their hands on me.
• I didn't listen to reason when I accepted Albert Hutson's job offer, usually anything that's too easy has something wrong with it, but I was so desperate to get a job and get out of my aunt and uncle's house that I took the first offer that came along, since that none before had been made for me.