The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Above all, however, there was one problem Rita had to go through first-confronting her father's interrogation.

That evening, as she entered her family home and changed her shoes in the hallway, she noticed Donna shaking her head subtly at her.

"Your father isn't in a good mood," Donna remarked quietly.

Rita nodded. She knew that Donna cared about her and always had a knack for preemptively gauging the atmosphere. "Okay. Is there anything special for dinner tonight?" Rita attempted to lighten the mood with a smile.

"When have I ever failed to cook your favorite dish when you're here? If only you'd come back more frequently so my cooking skills wouldn't go to waste," Donna replied warmly.

Their hushed conversation unexpectedly caught the attention of someone else.

find that embarrassing?" Sadie's voice resonated from upstairs. She stood haughtily

"I'll bring you over to my place when things go well for me at my job. Then you can cook for me every day,"

"That sounds wonderful. I'll be more than happy to take care of you for the

Russell household again," Sadie retorted sharply, refusing to det Rita off the hook so easily. "If I were as filthy as you are, I wouldn't even show up in this villa and be an eyesore. And you always say that Dad doesn't treat

respond to Sadie; her father's opinion was the only one that mattered to her. Aside from Donna's, of course.

the other hand, Donna could not bring herself to remain silent at Sadie's harsh words. "Miss Sadie, those are merely rumors. How can you take them at face value? In my opinion, you should

do you think you are? You're just a servant. How

was angry, she understood the dynamics of the household. Sadie and Karen did not treat

a hierarchy, and servants were treated as nothing more than people whose job was to serve them. Worse still servants were often subjected to disparaging