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"And why am I never told what occurs in my house?" Kyla demanded in a loud voice. She needs someone to tell her how all this could have happened in a 21st century home, in the age of hidden camera surveillance. She wandered round the room in a troubled manner, much more like a mad woman. Removing her headgear and gradually trying to put off her skirt. Trauma has start to set in, with her sister looking close to her to hold her in time not to go gaga. Kyla was going overboard with the evil brewing up in her home. Thank God the kids weren't at home. But this deed is done anyway. They'll soon be here.

The pregnant maid has started shivering while on her knees, sweating profusely because she knew the kind of master she has, Kyla on a second thought has a devilish notion. If given the freedom she's the kind that will stiffen the girl's neck and send her and her unborn child to hell. The presence of her aunty was the step down transformer. Though still, she couldn't come to term of what is happening. She start to bring up her own past herself. Cursing at every junction of each reminisce on her past. All pointing to one causative organism, praising him and regretting ever meeting him. For he was the Mr Right and the destructive demon that has turned her life way round.

Her sister starts to plead with her to at least forgive and forget to moving on, acting as if nothing has happened, though the kids knew they were adopted because there mom has a fertility issue. Still, the news of the pregnant maid isn't going to go well with them. But dad isn't at home either, to face the trouble he has started.

"Everything in nature moves. Rocks shift. The Earth spins. The wind blows, life must continue" Her sister begged her to please accept the hands of fate and bring herself to term with the new baby coming. Who knows what is going to happen when he or she comes.

The kids will arrive soon, and the news was getting too heavy for Kyla sister to deliver. The reality of how the kids will felt, the hurt in there eyes, there disdain for there father and all that. They are going to be pissed by this. So she start to check each of her words, rehearsed them well, picked words and set it in her memory, no use of strong words, always using the lesser one.

When the clock ticked four-thirty , the garage door flung open, and joyfully running into the sitting room to greet there mom. Kyla has already positioned herself so well not to give any sign of anything strange. There aunt made them sit down and start to dole out the story of how there father impregnated the maid, while all through looking into there eyes for reactions. The bewilderment was that they weren't moved at all. The kids sat down still and absorbed the whole story at full length.

Disturbed by what she was seeing, she asked if they understood all what she has been saying since.
"Yes, aunty Lucy "
"You don't seem to be surprise, may I ask why? "
"we've seen her and dad romancing each other several times though they always joke with it. One day, dad was so close into her in the kitchen, and I came in unannounced"
"O, sweetheart, I was just helping the maid to clean the knife, you know knife cleaning was such a tedious process, don't you? " she said, reporting the words of her father.
"I said yes."

As sisters Lucy sat down lonely in the home she was trying to make a haunted one by killing the only quiet son they had, she reminisce on that one single case she was able to solve amicably. The only positive family dispute she helped settled, she always pride herself and talk so very much about it. Making others view her as an angel and peace maker. Well, today is an exception. She has caused a lot of trouble today to know she deserve to be arrested.

Grabbing the knob of the gas cooker and turning it on, the memory still fresh as ever, she begins to really prick into her first successful peace maker mission. Did she actually make this peace or the kids in question has cone to peace with themselves.
She sat the kettle down gently and for once starts to think of her ways.

Word count : 763
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This is part of my Nanowrimo
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