She lived in our yard, in a small shed. Her name was charlie. She was 15 when my grandpa gifted her to my dad. Her day would start before anyone was awake,and after everyone was asleep. she waited on my parents around the clock. She cleaned the house, did laundry, and took care of me. My parents never payed her, except for the leftover food she ate. Charlie would sing beautiful songs while working. Late I could here her leaving, I assumed she was going to get some groceries, but I didn't hear her come back.
When I woke one morning, I didn't hear Charlie humming in the halls. I looked around the house, but she was no where to be found. Breakfast was not on the table, laundry was not done, our home was a mess. Perhaps Charlie had made it to
When I woke one morning, I didn't hear Charlie humming in the halls. I looked around the house, but she was no where to be found. Breakfast was not on the table, laundry was not done, our home was a mess. Perhaps Charlie had made it to