Bitter-Black-Beans

On a wooden floor there can be heard the sounds of a sack being dragged. The sack isn't something an average person would consider to be a big sack, but it is certainly too big for the one dragging it. Even so, the person doesn't intend to give up. With determination the small petite hands grasp onto the sack and drag on. Creak. The sound of a door opening. Fwop! The sack falls over as the small figure suddenly let's go of it with a jolt, thus revealing its contents - fertilizer. "So this is where you were, Miss!" Slowly the small Miss turns around and faces the maid in the doorway. "Um, hi, Nina." “Don’t hi me, Miss! You know you shouldn’t be here! The Mistress is NOT going to be happy to hear of this!” The maid puts her hands on her waist in a huff. The little Miss, not knowing how to answer, just awkwardly laughs. “Again!” In front the little girl stands a woman whose light brown hair and light green eyes seem to resemble hers. The woman’s demeanor, on the other