Karen Huang Our Daily Bread Novels & Stories

The song plays in my head and smile at my humor. I glance at my watch, at 11:45 AM. Shit, I need to get going. Karen and I share a small fridge and I grab out the cream cheese and smear some on a bagel. We have a little food in our room, but Karen is rich, she doesn’t keep anything in here besides expensive face masks. She made sure to explain they were worth $500 each and NOT to eat them. Something about duck poop and aloe, no thank you! How can she even smear shit on her face and smile about it?! I grab my bag and walk out the door room. I close it and look at the door. My memory pauses as I think back to the envelope that was pinned there yesterday. I still need to read it.

Bridget’s voice, crisp and impatient, broke the air as she glanced at her maid climbing toward her room. “Ma’am, I’ve found a new driver! The agency says he’s top-rated, and his resume is really impressive!” Manang Karen announced, her excitement palpable. She waved the paper like it was a trophy, clearly proud of her discovery. Despite her occasional scatterbrained moments, Karen had her reliable streaks.

A servant was packing pineapple bread and freshly served vegetable rolls, probably to send them to the hospital. I heard steps in the direction of the styal. Karen was dressed in her school uniform and had her school board on her back. She ran down the stairs and tied her blonde hair. When she saw me, she slowed her rhythm and seemed a little sweet. "How is the investigation going? ” "I haven't had a breakthrough yet. Lem Winery says it has not hired any salesperson to sell its wine in the shopping centre." I pulled a chair and sat down at the table, even though my appetite was dead.

I brushed my teeth and went down the stairs only for me to see Karen eaten cereals, oh she can get hungry, what happened to 'im not hungry ' thatcshe was busy ranting yesterday. I wonder how she got cereals, mum has a collection of it so it isn't easy to find. I freaking miss mum. I by passed Karen without a word cause I'm still mad at her . I made pancakes and coffee, I deliberately left some for her to eat as I went upstairs to get ready for the day. I took my bathe and got dressed as I booked a ride to the church I did see Karen on my way out may be shes upstairs. Anyways.

Karen walked up to Beulah and handed the bag of donuts over. "Oh my goodness..." She gasped. "You bought these for me?" Karen rolled her eyes. "Duh." "You're so kind! It's awesome to have a rich friend that spoils you all the time;" "Stop it " Karen said and laughed. Beulah's family was filthy rich. They controlled the second largest real estate firm in the world. Beulah took out the donuts and took a bite of one. "This is amazing! It's so good!" She picked one out and handed it to David. "Try one,"

Jeff Buckley's So Real was playing over the sound system and the crowd was lively and giving off a good vibe. Bob came out of the kitchen, wiping his hands on a towel. "Okay, we're done baking for the day. We're going to have some learned scones, and oatmeal bread." They gave away their leftovers at the end of the day because they didn't use preservatives and Troy refused to sale subpar products. When there was a lot, then he sent them to his church, but if not they just gave them to the homeless at the end of the day. "Uncle Bob, I'm going to be the helper." She announced.

Her brow furrowed. “if you could cook, why go to an eatery this morning?” “well… they'd rather believe that Jesus turned water into wine than Rick can cook.” He said. Huh? She laughed. “why?” “I recently learnt it all thanks to this job of mine. Unfortunately no one is willing to give me a chance. So will you?” She smiled and arranged her wig as it dawn on her. “yes.” * “don’t worry I got this.” Gracie said slicing the onions very slowly like It was cancerous.

She then snapped out of her own maze of reminiscence and started her busy day. The awkward day came to an end but she still had a lot of work to do. As Mr. Wushi left his office, he noticed her, busy as a bee focusing on the running computer as the printer on her left printed the summary of the Bank’s details. He approached her and stood there for a whole three minutes before Qiao noticed him. "Miss Mo, it is already ten thirty. You should have some food before going home. Why don’t we go for a late supper at the new restaurant?"

Out of sight, out of mind. Karen sneered, "What are they so smug about? I finally managed to kick them out in the end…" "Mrs. Larden, are you back from the market?" Karen was on her way back home from the market when she ran into an old friend with whom she got along well. Karen raised an eyebrow proudly. "Yes, I bought some eggs. Going at this time is half the price of the morning rush!" She prided herself on being the most frugal and thrifty person in the staff quarters.

"What?do they upset the mist?" "Yes,my mom taught me a lot about mist,they get upset when they're not giving you the permission to do something"Karen explain walking to the brick kitchen,she came out with loaves of bread and omelet and sit in front of him nudging him to eat "I'm new here and I'm not good at cooking" "That's is horrible"Adir squint irritated at the look of the food in front of him,he wonder how terrible it must taste. "Yeah,it's horrible to be lazy"Karen laugh "Dig in it's nice"