C19 Chapter Nineteen : Close quaters

Debra's POV

The bald stables master had grown comfortable.

Too comfortable.

He no longer bothered with his proper daily schedules, I barely even saw his boys around anymore. He just assigned and piled up extra night work for us, and expected it done without complaint.

Tonight, he had already added three extra stalls to be scrubbed and a full inventory of the hay sacks