11
CAROLINE
I awoke to sounds from downstairs. Finn had left me to sleep after yet another bout of f*****g. The room was bright, the sun well up in the sky. Chores needed to be done; the men had taken over his tasks yesterday, however he felt obligated to return to his them today. It was his ranch and he needed to run it. Although he did promise to return at lunch if Mrs. Campbell hadn't returned with clothing for me. He seemed quite pleased that I was naked and without nary a stitch to wear. He'd ruined my shift, my drawers had disappeared and my dress had buttons missing, scattered in all directions across the parlor floor. My corset was still serviceable, however that was all I possessed.
Slipping on the one of his shirts Finn had given me to wear, I tiptoed to the top of the stairs
