Chapter 12

Edith

Enraged, I turn my back to the rude slob who dared to treat me this way, and with significant hasty steps, I move away from him.

When I get far enough, I hide behind a thick trunk of one of the trees scattered in the garden. I take a deep breath and try to peek as discreetly as possible so that he does not see me.

I watch him take his wheelbarrow and head towards the kitchen, which, as I suddenly remember in horror, is a little further than where I was standing.

 The path which leads to the kitchen passes next to the tree in which I am hiding. I swallow dry and cold sweat starts to bathe me. I behaved recklessly hiding here, and now if he catches me hiding here, it will be an absolute humiliation for me. This should definitely not be done.

I keep overseeing his every move to be sure that he will not spot me. I must not lose sight of him. He is getting closer and closer. I can hear his puffs as he struggles with the weight o