The young girl’s stepmother entered the room just as the coach pulled up to the house.”Time to go, girls! Cinderella, do make use of your time while we are away. You are behind on the washing and ironing, and I think the kitchen floor should be done again. It is not nearly shiny enough. Sometimes I think you are worthless!” The stepmother’s words stung the poor girl like a wasp. Cinderella felt the tears run down her cheeks as she watched the mean woman and her daughters ride off toward the king’s castle. She walked out the front door and longingly looked at their fancy coach headed to the palace.