Maintenance around the manor and the cave was part of Alfred’s regular responsibilities in addition to cooking, cleaning and caring for his remaining masters. But the dear butler was not as young as he used to be. What he could normally do in minutes now took him longer and tired him easily. He first noticed this when his young masters Damian and Terry ran about the manor, their violent games of tag and their unbreakable perseverance to prove their father’s innocence. Just watching them exhausted him. Though the manor had never been livelier before they came.
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Monday, April 18, 2011
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