Ruth was scrupulous since the morning. She kept looking at her back. The note she received last evening had her on the edge. She was sure that Florence could not damage even a single strand of her hair. And if she dared to cross her limits, then Ruth had her powers at her aid.
After she recovered from the attack, Ruth had worked well on the strength of her mind. She was learning to keep her mind as calm and focused as possible, so if she faced any similar situation again in the future, she could use her powers for her benefit.
"Ruth, will you pick the the bag Henry has brought from the market? I need to take these clothes to the washerman." Ida sounded in hurry.
Ruth was cleaning Elsie's chamber and was almost done with it.
"Yes of course!" She answered.
"You are such a sweetheart Ruth! Love you! See you around." Ida said loudly, already on her way.