Thanks," dad mumbles."As for you," Mr Hyson says to his son. "We are going to have someSERIOUS words when we get back!" My family and I watch as Mark'...sparents drag the whimpering boy away, leaving us stood in the middle ofthe park in a VERY awkward silence."...Who wants an ice cream?" Mum asks, forcing a smile onto her facethat falls quickly when she sees the frowns on mine, dad's and,surprisingly, Bryony's faces."I want one please!" Cassie predictably replies."Heh, you deserve one!" I chuckle. I curse myself for not being as observant as I was in my past life. The last time I was 15, there was no way somebody could have tackled me unaware.Shane, Greg and Brad are already in the bathroom. The kid that knocked me through the door is Justin, their friend. Following Justin into the bathroom is Glen. That makes five of them against me. In my last life, in my prime, the best I ever did was fight five guys, averaging my physical stature and experience. We were evenly matched and neither. I heard a noise coming from downstairs in the basement."Hello?" I called out again as I walked to the stairwell and began my descent. "Anybody home?"Crash!I heard glass break upon the floor downstairs, followed by a startled cry from a little girl.I walked out into the basement and saw a little redheaded girl of perhaps five years of age. She stood there with her back to me. She stood there on her tiptoes and was trying to reach a glass vial up on a wooden workbench. She wore apparently just an. “I see. And what did Master have to say about your playing hooky from work?” she asked.“Oh, I told him about it. I explained that I didn’t have any meetings or clients today. No house showings either, so I would just be sitting at my desk all day shuffling paperwork and hoping someone would call me. A very unproductive day… I figured I could be of more use here at home. At least that is what I am hoping–if Mistress would like to use me?” I said.“If Mistress would like to use me, eh?” she.