<div class="floatleft">(http://i859.photobucket.com/albums/ab153/karenJ1968/26d97fcf-3f5b-42ae-ad3e-0daaae63c193_zps05b31de6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Micki<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Friday evening, 1800<br/><strong>With:</strong>The girls<br/><br/>The girls arrived one by one, washing work dirtied hands they all smiled. Everyone fitted in here, Micki did her best to give them a nice relaxed place to call home.  Mary was first, then Mara and finally Miz.  Micki loved the fact their names all began with 'M'.<br/><br/>"Right one of you open the wine" she gestured at the bottle of white in a cooler on the table, there were four glasses next to it.<br/><br/>"Chicken & bacon pie" she said, cutting into it and watching the steam rise.  "Who wants first slice?" she asked, looking across the table.<br/><br/>There was a chill in the air, spring evenings often did turn cooler after the warmth of the day.  "Miz, can you close the window please?  Theres a real chill in the air tonight" she aid, placing the pie on plates.<br/><br/>There were creamed potatoes, carrots and butter sweetcorn in bowls on the table, and a jug of Micki's famous chicken gravy.   There was some home made ice cream for after if anyone wanted it.  Micki loved cooking, there was always plenty of home made goodies for them to snack on.<br/><br/>Once everyone was served and settled Micki spoke, "so tell me about your day? Anyone got any assignments for the break?" she liked to know what the girl had to do, assignments took priority over farm chores and she was a stickler for making sure they did their assignments first.  They were like her own daughters.  She had always wanted children, but her first husband had made sure she never would.  She had been pregnant once, but he had not wanted the child and made her go to a 'friend' of his who carried out an abortion.  The resulting infection had put her in hospital for a week, resulting in a hysterectomy.  She would never have her own, so she looked after other peoples, trying to protect them.<br/><br/>Luckily here they were secluded.  The college was church run, very exclusive and girls only.  Micki was one of their best student houses, the college liked to have their girls in homes with at least an older woman, someone they could turn too when things were getting tough.  Their unusual approach to looking after their students worked.  The girls were all happy, relaxed and their grades where the best in the state.<br/><br/><br/><br/>