Good Luck

Ceres smiled. "But you still brought me here," she said. The servants in the Bullock's didn't have to worry about food and housing. It was a perfect job for Ceres because she didn't have to pay the rent. "You should know that Miss Jamie hates you. She will torture you, so..." Roy hesitated. "I understand. I heard what you and Dylan said." Ceres grinned. "Then I wish you good luck," Roy said. Looking at Ceres' smile, Roy didn't know what to say. Although the red spots on Ceres' face were ugly, her face was beaming with a smile. Her smile was warm. Roy realized that Ceres was so different. "Wait a minute. Can I borrow your phone?" Ceres stopped Roy. Roy gave his phone to Ceres without hesitation. Ceres opened her E-mail and sent an email to Johny. It said, "Johny, I am in a safe place. You don't have to look for me. Something happened, so I can't see you now. When it is appropriate, I will come back. I am fine. Don't worry." Ceres sighed after she sent the email. She didn't want to worry