Unreasonable Demands

“What is unusual about that Martha? You shouldn’t go on assuming things. I worry your mouth will get you into trouble,” I said, flicking her forehead playfully.

“Ow! That hurts, my lady,” she cried.

“It is meant to. I believe I expect Madam Hilda today?” I quipped. I had not seen her the other day when Lysandra had said she would come.

“Yes, my lady, I am not sure why she was not here yesterday