Cinder Bullies (13)

"Nadia, I think that because I have been a scullery maid in the past, I have also learned a lot of life skills that will prove invaluable to me in the future," said Cindy.

"We all have," replied Nadia, who realized that Cindy was wise for her age. She had decided to teach her the joy of baking cookies for the welcome home party together. She enjoyed Cindy's company and she was fun to work with, too.

"Can you imagine being married to someone you love and not knowing how to build a fire in the fireplace, or make tea for him?"

"There are a lot of eligible young women in that exact predicament, nowadays," replied Nadia. "What if they had never learned how to peeled potatoes, either?"

Cindy laughed heartily.

"Or bake bread?" Cindy was obviously having fun, too.

"Many of these young women appear to be beautiful on the outside, but marrying them could prove disastrous for young men." 

Nadia was enjoying getting ready for the welcome home party with Cindy. Two pairs of hands made a huge difference in her work load, too.

"Are you going to tell me about Xaviar?" asked Cindy, as her little puppy tried to get her attention, too. "I'd love to know more about him."

"Maybe take your pup outside for a few minutes, first," replied Nadia. "I see that he is becoming restless and he is very attached to you now. You have bonded very well with him, so he is yours!"

"Thank you," replied Cindy. "He is the best little pup ever, but he still needs a name! I don't know what to call him."

"You will figure it out," said Nadia, who knew that Cindy and her pup would become even closer, if she named him, rather than someone else. "You can't call him pup forever," she said with a smile.

Nadia knew that having to focus on naming the puppy would take Cindy's mind off Xavier. Nadia wanted her to meet him first, and then have him tell her about himself.

Nadia watched through the window as Cindy romped in the grass with her puppy. "Every young woman should know that kind of joy and freedom," she thought to herself. "So should Xavier."

She recalled how her own joy and freedom had not been fully realized until she was an adult. She had vowed then, to help as many young women and men, as possible to restore their lives to the level of freedom they deserved.

"I don't know what to call you yet," Cindy said to her puppy, playfully. "I will think of something! Maybe I could call you Pepper or Buttercup, but neither of those names elicited a response. You don't really look like pepper and buttercup would be better for a little female puppy, I think."