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CHAPTER FIVE

M
y mother cleaned the big house of some
people we called Busha & Misses. He

had a horse and a buggy. My brother had

to go and brush the horse every morning. That house
was huge; the verandah stretched to three sides of the

house. I was mesmerized by it.

I went with her most of the time. I loved going with her

as I looked forward to a glass of real cow's milk and
bulla cake for lunch. The house seemed so big to me. I

was fascinated by how many drawers there were and
how many rooms. Every piece of furniture seems to

have drawers. They had a cook, a gardener, and my

mother went and cleaned twice a week.

This couple had no children of their own, and my wish

was to live with them in that big house, but it didn't
happen. Sometimes during the year, three teenagers

would come and stay with them for a week or two, then

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