"Such an attention seeking negro..." Milton yelled leaving the room. Steadily blinking her eyes open, Panashe felt embarrassed seeing all eyes on her. She was not in the conjoined study room anymore in fact it felt so comfortable. This is the most comfortable she had felt in a very long time. Trying to remember her last thought, her heart panicked. It dawned onto her that, she had received her freedom. It kept ringing like a bell, she felt as if it had all been a dream like the many other times, she would be disappointed to wake up and see no changes. Looking around her environment she found people suddenly heading out the room. Lady Martha gave her a warm smile and whispered... "William make sure she has a bath then you two can come down for dinner."
"Very well, Mother!" He replied.
"Panashe, do you have any allergies? I'm afraid I stayed with you for half of a year but never quite got aquatinted to your preferences.."