Thanksgiving Dinner
The red haired maid, Miranda hurriedly held her arms to prevent the fall. Alicia breathed a sigh of relief, she looked at the fleet of stairs below her and felt sweat run down her back.
The fall would have surely maid her spineless, she gave a grateful look to Miranda before looking around at the anxious faces that almost made her trip.
They all breathed a sigh of relief but didn't take their eyes of her. Even Luca and the old madam were already on their feet.
She saw the creases in Luca's brow and thesneer on his lips, she knew he must be making fun of her in his mind for being clumsy.
The old madam held her chest with one hand and hurried towards her grand daughter in-law. "Oh my God! Sweetheart are you alright?" She asked with worry etched on her slightly wrinkled face.
The old madam seems to love any shade of yellow as she was wearing another yellow dress the color of the sunset.