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housecleaner organizing and categorizing some of the articles in those rooms and outbuildings. As part of your punishment for the crimes you’ve committed, you’d live at my house for six months — with your own room, of course — and work off your fine by cleaning and organizing my house.”
    This was just too unreal — she wasn’t meant to do menial labor like this. What in the world was her father thinking?
    “Wait… so I would be, what, a maid at your house? Sounds more like an indentured servant.”
    “No, not a servant. You’d be cleaning my house and the pay you would normally receive would go to the County, paying down the eight thousand dollar fine you owe. And, for the record, indentured servants typically received passage from Europe to America and would pay off their passage by serving in someone’s house upon arrival. That is not the case here.”
    “This is bullshit! Are ya kidding me?” Avery stood up again. “I’m not going to be your fucking servant, indentured or not!”
    “Sit. Down. I’ll not say it again. Part of being a responsible adult is having control of your actions and your tongue. You, young lady, appear to have a problem with both.” Preston by this point was standing, pointing at her chair. “If I were you, I’d sit on my bottom before I make sitting a distant memory.”
    Avery felt her ass hit the chair before she even realized she had bent at the waist. She had funny butterflies in her belly, and decided to take a deep breath and listen.
    A smirk played on Judge Morton’s lips, the man obviously enjoying the interaction between Avery and Preston.
    Preston stared at Avery as he pulled on his suit coat, adjusting his sleeves. Then he sat down, crossing his right leg over his knee. “As I was saying. You’ll be paid for your services, thus you will not be a servant.” His eyebrows furrowed, and he paused to stress the point. “However, you won’t see this pay, because it’ll be sent directly to the County to pay your fine. The fine you incurred with your impetuous and impulsive behavior. Until your fine is paid, you’ll be required to stay at my house. You’ll not be able to drive or leave the premises unless you’re in my presence.”
    Avery blinked at both the men. “Wait. I can’t drive my car or leave your property? So, I am a prisoner being held hostage at your house?”
    Preston closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. “No. That’s not what I said. If we’re going to get along, missy, you’ll have to work on your listening skills. I said until your fine is paid, you can’t leave the premises, unless you’re escorted by me. We can’t take the risk that you’ll run or leave town.”
    “Why? What would be the big deal if I left town or went somewhere?”
    “You’re a criminal. You’ve been arrested for a crime and until your fine is complete, you’re still charged with a crime. If you renege on this agreement — by driving out of town for instance — you’ll then be convicted of said crime.” Preston raised an eyebrow at her, tilting his head. “Is that clear?”
    Avery was stunned. This… couldn’t be.
    “So, I have to stay at your house, cleaning all day, organizing your shit and forfeiting my freedom so you can get what you need out of this arrangement?”
    “Language. You’re still in the Judge’s chambers; mind your tongue and your manners, Miss Beauchamp.” Preston nodded at the Judge who stared sternly at Avery. Then the handsome lawyer continued “This isn’t my arrangement. This will be our arrangement once you’ve agreed to it — and let me add, you don’t have to agree. However, if you don’t agree to work at my house, you’ll have to serve in a soup kitchen or homeless shelter until the fine is paid. The choice is completely yours. And any freedoms that are curtailed by this arrangement are your doing, young lady, not mine. The poor choices you made have caused the repercussions you’ll feel for the next six months. Every