none. There was no doubt in his mind that she was telling the truth and that she had really come from the 1700. And his wife Diana who was a very good judge of character was also convinced that Sam wasn’t lying. As far as they were concerned she was welcome to live under their roof as long as she followed some basic rules. Mike had also managed to get her an ID using his relations. So Sam was good.
As for Nat, she was the happiest of all. Sam was the sister she never had but she wished she did. When Sam finished her shift, Nat and Sasha would wait for her to walk home together. It wasn’t a long walk, but it was the nicest stroll of the day.
One night before her shift was over, she saw Tina and Ann preparing to leave earlier, although the work wasn’t over. There were still some glasses left in the sink. Sam thought she could finish up herself without making a big deal out of it. But there was something wrong with their behavior, she could feel it. She heard them giggling and leave. The pub closed for the public at 10 pm but the three girls had to clean for the next morning and they usually finished at about 11 pm. This time it was only half past 10 and Tina and Ann already left, leaving Sam alone to clean.
As she was about to finish, too, she heard a noise in the bar as she was in the back, cleaning. She was pretty startled so she left the remaining glasses in the sink and she took the broom to protect herself while her heart was pounding like crazy in her chest.
“Who’s there!?” she finally managed to find the courage to ask. “It’s me, Sam.” came the unexpected answer. She recognized the
voice. It was their boss, Mr. Stevenson. She calmed down and put the broom back in the corner. But it was strange as he had never come