Sunday was a boring day and I did absolutely nothing. I sat in the verandah section of my room and stared at the snow falling. It was getting heavier, the snow falling faster. That was my plans for the day. Doing nothing. And I loved every second of it!

I didn't have to make my boss any meals. I didn't have to clean after him. I didn't have to see him. It was great! I wanted to squeal in joy.

But I still got dressed as I pulled on thick stockings and a long sleeved dressed that stopped at my knees.

The house was warm, keeping the outside temperature, outside.

I walked down the stairs to the kitchen in my stockings as I made myself a coffee. It was ten in the morning and that was where I found Mr Black, reading on his iPad and drinking his coffee.

Obviously the paper boy couldn't make his route this morning. I snickered to myself.

I went along doing my business and was surprised that Oliver spoke to me.

"I'll be going out. I'll be back around noon tomorrow."

I creased my forehead. "I thought there will be a blizzard?" Isn't that why I'm in the mansion instead of my unit.

"It's died down for now." Was all he said before returning to his coffee.

I shrugged. I wanted to thank him for taking the dust protectors off the furniture in the spare room. But I didn't really want to talk to him either.

I went back to my room and snuggled on the sofa in the verandah. I opened a shutter to watch the snow, allowing some cool air in.

It wasn't long after that I saw Mr Blacks car leave. The snow wasn't too deep yet and if he came back tomorrow, he might not be able to drive through it.

I had the whole mansion to myself. It was Sunday. I could do whatever! Oh my! A tad excited.

I went to the first floor and wondered around. I wanted to play the grand piano, but then I remembered there was security cameras up.

Bugger.

I went to the kitchen and made myself lunch. I could sneak to my unit. Actually, I need to, a thought came through. I had clothes in the machine. I pulled on my ugg boots and opened the back door. It was white. A winter wonderland. A huge smile on my face. I picked up a handful of snow. It was cold on my fingers as I molded it into a ball. This was cool.

I went to my unit and swapped the clothes from the washer to the dryer. I found a pair of gloves in one of my drawers in the bedroom and pulled on a beanie and jacket.

I wondered through the frozen yard to the near dead garden.

Hopefully the garden will survive. I'll have to say something to Mr Black about a gardener. I don't have a green thumb. My thumb with plants represent death.

There was a garden in the corner of the yard with an overgrown path. Many times I've told myself I had to check it out but then forget about it.

Well, today, I'm doing it. It was a small path and I found a garden bench. Then there was a frozen pond. I didn't know there was a pond here.

The fountains looked mouldy and covered in moss. I had a feeling they don't work.

I went to sit on the bench when I heard a faint noise. It took a while for me to recognise the sound.

A phone. There are no phones around here... Crap, the land line.

I rushed back inside the main house as I raced to the phone. It was tucked in a corner in the kitchen.

I leaned over the bench for it and answered it.

"Mr Blacks residence."

"Took you long enough!" Mr Black snapped through it.

Excuse me? I wanted to say. "Uh sorry. I was busy."

"On your day off? You didn't even answer your mobile."

"It's in the bedroom. Like you said, it's my day off." I snapped at him.

I wanted to slam the phone on the bench, but instead I wedged it between my head and shoulder.

"If you're telling me that you're not in till tomorrow, I still know that." I said casually as I pulled open the dishwasher.

"Are you working?"

"No, I'm putting my dirty dishes in the dishwasher."

"I rang to say I will be back tonight. My plans changed. Can you set up the other room on the second floor to a bedroom."

"It's my day off." I pouted at the phone.

"I know. Just do it."

I rolled my eyes. "How about I set up the room you have me in."

"The couch in the other room pulls out to a bed." Then the phone clicked dead.

I groaned as I placed the phone back on its charging dock. Why couldn't I just make up the room I'm in? The snow has slowed down, surely there is no blizzard?

But I still went to the empty room. It had a small bar in it and a couple stools. I turned on the small TV and flipped it over to a channel that held the news.

Yep. Blizzard. It's coming. I opened the couch and went to find some linen to make the bed. I pulled down some spare pillows and shoved them in to the pillow cases.

So much for my day off.

I cleaned the room and gave it a quick vacuum and folded the furniture covers and placed them away.

What was it with these bloody furniture covers?

I put my eyes back on the screen. They were closing the airport, as soon as plane from Sydney came in. The main roads were being closed.

They were expecting the worst blizzard in five years. I turned the TV off and went in every room, making sure all the windows were closed and all the shutters like the one on the veranda I was using were latched closed.

I picked up my phone from my bed and saw the four missed calls. Three were from Oliver and one from Percy.

I rang Percy back.

"Hey! Sorry, I missed your call." I smiled as I sat on the bed.

"I'm just making sure you're safe."

"Yeah. I'm at home."

"This blizzard is looking nasty." Percy said. He kind of sounded distracted.

"Yeah, I saw the weather reports." I answered. "I'm safe though. Thanks for asking." How sweet, I thought to myself.

"Okay. Just checking. Or did you want to stay over?"

Oh. "I can't. I don't want to drive in this. The snow is already thick enough."

"Do you want me to come over then?"

I would like that. "I'm sorry, my boss is in. I can't have anyone here. Even in my unit." I've told him this before, that's why we always went back to his place.

"Fair enough. Alright, I'll ring you later."

I smiled. "Okay."

I placed the phone down again, smiling like a fool.

I went to the window and opened the curtain. The snow was sleet. So there is a blizzard, a few hours late.

My phone buzzed. Oh yeah, I had messages. I I unlocked it and opened it up.

I need to change Mr Black to Mr Rude Doesn't Let Me Have A Day Off.

I need you to cook dinner for three.

There was no please. No thank you. I pursed my lips together.

Like hell I will. I'll cook myself something. But not him, it's my day off.

I've transferred $300 to your account. So I'm paying you to.

I felt angry. How dare he! But I had to admit, three hundred for three hours. I usually get way less.

I went to the kitchen. It was getting bare. I usually did groceries on Saturday, but I was to annoyed to do it yesterday.

There's hardly any food!

I went through the freezer and cupboards. I could probably make this last a week to be honest.

Fine, I'll get it. I'll be back as soon as possible.

There's a horrible blizzard coming in.

I know. I'm at the airport. I should be back in a few hours. I have a guest staying for a while.

Well then definitely not enough food.

That was the last I heard from Oliver. The rooms were getting cooler but I didn't want to turn the heaters up any more. They were already running at 27 degrees. I checked the smart pad. The ballroom, kitchen, study, Oliver's room, the one I was in were turned on for the heaters. I turned on the other room I just made up.

Why would he be at the airport? It's closed. The main roads are closing. I turned on the TV in the kitchen and watched the weather report.

Time flew by and the next thing I know, Mr Black was coming in the back door with a bag, shrugging off his wet coat.

Where's his guest?

Then someone very small came in after Oliver.

A child.

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