Lin
Mei wiped sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand as steam rose
relentlessly from the pan she was scrubbing with hot water. She furtively
glanced over her shoulder at her master, Fen-Chee. It seemed that no matter how
well she did any task, he always found fault with it. When Fen-Chee’s temper
was arisen, it reminded Lin-Mei of the steam burning her face. Ruthless and
hot.
She stopped scrubbing for a moment to think about her past in China, which she could remember so little of. She shuddered when she thought of how she had been sold as a slave.
When
she came out of her daydream she gasped. Fen-Chee had seen her stop scrubbing the
pan. He loosed a slew of angry words in Chinese as he shoved Lin Mei against
the wall, calling her lazy and other, worse things. He gave her a hard slap
across her face. Lin Mei erupted in tears. Her small body had already had more
than its fair share of hard knocks.
Suddenly,
Lin Mei looked up the narrow flight of stairs that led to the door out of the
kitchen. A tall, pretty girl with long dark hair was standing in the doorway. It
must be one of the students here, Lin Mei thought. But she doesn’t look
familiar so she must be new. She is very brave to come into the kitchen!
Fen-Chee
immediately stopped his shouting and addressed the strange girl as Lin Mei
scrambled into the corner. She heard him warn the girl not to come into the
kitchen again. Lin Mei risked one glance out the small slit of a window before
going back to work, and she saw the girl walking out to the stables. This
girl is not like the others here, thought Lin Mei, She chooses the
strangest places to go! She secretly resolved to try and learn more about
this girl if she could.
Nice pov!
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Nice, Lauren!!
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