(Please click this link to view all of the Little Orphan Emmi parts to read them if you haven’t already! Thank you! Remember this is set in the early 1900’s, but past the Victorian era. Think Samantha Parkington.)
“If I may be of service, Miss Emmi, I’d be mighty obliged to tell you.” Fredoka offered. “OF COURSE!” I cried.“Your mother was my aunt,” she stated firmly, folding my clothes and putting them into my bag.
“Aunt Mary (Mary was your mother’s name) took care of me when my own mother, her sister, died of the same sickness your father died of. My father died of it too. Then when I turned fourteen, I got a job working here for Mrs. Bunch. It’s been two years since then, meaning I am sixteen.”
“Everyone was soon after her for business reason’s and everyone flooded her with invitations to teas, chats, ‘business propositions’ and all. Finally she locked herself in a hotel around here and she works from there.”
I was shocked, hearing all this. Fredoka was my cousin? Hurrah! I still had family left besides my mother! “But, why didn’t you tell me any of this before?” I demanded angrily. How rude of Fredoka, knowing I was her cousin, to never tell me this!
I couldn’t imagine sweet Mrs. Bunch scolding anyone, but I guess it was different for maids.
“Thanks for telling me this, cousin,” I smiled.
“Emmi where on earth is your bag? It’s time to leave for the orphanage,” she scolded me. “No, my mother is alive!” I interrupted rudely. “You mind your manners young lady, and I’ll have you know your mother died in a fire!” She snapped.
She threw me off of her. “Get away from me, you filthy rodent! All your family is dead leaving you in my hands, and because you are the rudest child on the face of the earth when we get to the orphanage, you had better pray to Jesus to save your soul because your behind is mine.” She told me cruelly. Now if only I could report her for child abuse if I could run away from the orphanage. She’d probably whip me at least fifty times.
“Yes, yes, of course,” Mrs. Annigan said hastily. “Well we really must be going.”
“You want it? COME GET IT.”
TO BE CONTINUED.