Welcome Back! Since I’m feeling better, I’ll be heading to the beach tomorrow, so if you don’t hear from me until the evening please understand. Last opportunity to get some sun and surf before heading back to school. For rules – please see Create a Scene Tuesdays. For last weeks entries – click here!
My entry: Trevor Johnson wandered the halls of the MacGregor Manor, a lovely mansion at the top of a lush green hill. He was passionate about his job, the original butler of the house and the loyal servant of to Lord Frederick MacGregor. Even when Death came to deliver his soul to eternal peace, he refused to leave the mansion and his duties to the MacGregor family. For four centuries, he had strolled through the halls, keeping an eye on the staff.
He walked into the dining hall where the newest master of the house, Benjamin MacGregor, sat eating with his great-aunt, Lady Jane. A wealthy woman from London, she owned a fortune which Benjamin was dying to inherit. She had ridden for half a day to the mansion to discuss matters of estate. Her wrinkles revealed her age and her cheeks red from the whisky she had consumed on her long trip. She held out her crystal glass, awaiting the fine red wine which Benjamin had brought from his private stock.
“Reginald!” Benjamin called nervously, tugging at his collar. “Reginald! Where is that man? I’ll be right back Aunt Jane. Someone will tend to your drink in just a moment.”
Benjamin marched from the room as Lady Jane continued to hold out her glass. Trevor straightened up and picked up the bottle of wine. He stepped next to the woman’s side, just behind the chair, and poured the liquid into her glass.
Lady Jane glanced over. Her eyes widened as he watched the floating bottle pour the wine. The cork was popped back into the bottle’s mouth and floated back to the cabinet. She placed the glass down next to her plate, staring in amazement.
“I’m sorry, Aunt Jane,” Benjamin busted into the room. “I have no idea where that man went! I swear he will be fired for his absence.”
“It’s alright, Benjamin. There is no need. I think, as they say, I will be going on the wagon for a while.”