Chapter 8

HAZEL

“What’s wrong with you, girl? Why can’t you just do anything properly?” the head taskmaster yells harshly at me.

The ferocity in his tone is enough to make me cower in fear. He has always been harsh to me right from the beginning, but this time is different. He looks so angry that I don’t even know what to do or say about it.

“How dare you think of washing my clothes with that of one the other taskmasters?” he growls.

So that’s the problem? It doesn’t sound like something to be worried about so why is he making a big deal out of something so little? It just seems like he is making a mountain out of a molehill.

But as usual, I don’t say any of what I’m thinking out loud. I always keep my thoughts to myself and it has served me well so far. No one needs to know what I’m thinking as it might get me into trouble. As if I’m not already in enough trouble every single day of my life, I think.

“And the worst part of this whole situation is that you didn’t wash my clothes with just anyo