C42 Temperament

After hanging up the phone, Zillah sat down on the sofa and secretly covered her face as she cried. Mrs Harris, who had heard the commotion, hurried over."

Zillah was already in tears. She cried and threw the pillow out of her hand. "What kind of young lady am I? Who thinks highly of me?"

Mrs Harris had been taking care of Zillah for more than two years. Day and night