I trusted Helen to be sure the food was excellent, or not to serve it.My new morning schedule began with breakfast at Helen's. Usually with Cheryl or ...ome cop friend. It was a whole different group of people, who hung out at Helen's. More working blue collar types, who I loved being around anyway. I had enjoyed the older folks at Hardee's, and I even enjoyed the young families, but Helen fed what were really my kind of folks.After breakfast I would head to the mall to walk three miles. Three. Elizabeth wouldn't send a slave to water her that evening; she wouldguess the rain had filled her bowls. It would be tomorrow morning when Maryreceived the next visit from anyone at all, and that would be the slave sentto feed her. And what food! She'd expected to be fed the same stuff as thedogs, and so she had for the first few days. But then her daily meal had consistedof a thick, sour-smelling porridge, coarse, tasteless and gritty, along withuneaten scraps from their meals. She remembered. More

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