As Abigail walked into the kitchen, the staff were all gathered there, talking and speculating about the reason she had asked to see them and how it was impossible that she was talking all of a sudden after all these years.
When they saw her enter, they all gasped in surprise when they saw her face. The cook stepped forward first, eyes wide with disbelief.
"Is it really you? How is your face still… the same? And is it true? You can speak now?" She asked, and Abigail smiled and nodded.
Abigail opened her arms and embraced the cook tightly. "Yes, it's true. I can speak. I've been able to do so for a while now but I couldn't tell anyone because I was scared."
"So, you've been deceiving us this whole time?" One of the ladies asked.
"Is that important right now? She can speak. That's all that matters. Have you been wearing a mask? Why did you take it off now? And why are you speaking now?" The trash man asked.
