CHAPTER SEVEN

I have not had a date in about a century, are you sure I look quite alright... Mrs. Brown.

" I asked one of our oldest housekeepers, she had been there when I was born, when I went off to boarding school, upon my return. She had always been there.

I could not recall a moment in my life where she had not been present. I had respect for my mother and Mrs. Brown. They were very close to my heart. Mrs. Brown gave me a soft smile...

"You look handsome as always Master Austin."

"What happened to calling me your dear Austin?" I teased.

"You're a grown man now."

"I still want to be called 'my dear Austin'..." I gave her a pout.

"Ohhh I know that pout, caused me grief when you were a little boy. You were a big crier, such a big baby." She chuckled reminiscing.

I appreciated my mother but I knew all too well that all she did was give birth and hand the child to Mrs.

Brown to take care of. My mother had her good night's sleep while Mrs. Brown did all her motherly duties.

My mother could not r