Decisions, decisions

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Have the courage to fail big but stick around,make them wonder why your still smiling

"Hey. Hey . Come here for a minute darlin' " Whisper shouts Agnes pulling Jasmine by the arm .

"Everything okay ? " enquires Jasmine looking curiously at Jack and Agnes both having more serious expressions than usual .

"Is this a secret servants meeting Mrs C doesn't know about " Jazz asks amused

They both stare at her .

"You sure we should tell her not everyone wants to know about their deadbeat fa- "

Agnes elbows him . Hard.

"If I want to die with a clean conscience I ought to tell ya this . You didn't hear it from me but the nursery maid heard from Constance who heard from one of the garden boys who she steals posies from who heard from the postman who Mrs C that there was a letter sent by a Captain Arthur Brown which made the lady gasp if I recall correctly Mrs C said aloud isn't that Ms Sharma's Arthur Brown "Agnus rambled out

Jasmine looked like a deer in headlights.

"Hey, sit down for a minute kid"said Jack guiding Jasmine towards a stool

"You look as pale as one of Jack's cauliflowers"remarked Agnus placing both hands on her hip " That confirms it then that captain Arthur Brown is your bleedin father!"

"I guess he's my bleedin father than " breathed out Jasmine staring into space almost resembling a sedated puppy, Jack thought to himself.



Back to Jasmine's pov , I might do her journal entry next. I kind of imagine Authur Brown to be a young Hugh Grant but imagine all the characters how you like :)


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