Eggs

Isadora the last of the dirt before she rinsed her body and stepped out of the pool. She dried her body with a towel and slipped into her maiden attire. Before stepping out of the room, she studied herself one last time in the mirror and was pleased by what she saw. She was now looking like her gorgeous self but she had still lost some weight. Her skin had gained its radiance back and her now perfectly combed hair added to her unmatched beauty.

She took one last glance at the small room before picking up her backpack and exiting the room. On arriving at what she could term as the sitting room, she found no one except for the blind man who sat in the rocking chair. She didn't want to leave unannounced despite the cold treatment she received from the woman who was the owner of the house. That was not the real her.

"Excuse me. Where is the owner of the house? The one we came with." She asked and the man stopped rocking the chair.