ALEXA“Good morning, ma’am,” one of the housekeepers greeted me.She knocked and I let her into my bedroom.“I brought coffee,” she said.“Don’t worry about it. I am not in the mood for coffee, and if I want some, I will make it myself,” I responded.“Oh, alright,” she responded.She turned to leave, but then I recalled something.“Are you the one mostly cooking here?” I asked her.Clara mostly replaced the workers, so after I left the house, she did a whole lot of replacements, making it difficult for me to keep track of who was what in the house, especially since I stayed away. Most of the staff members didn’t even really know who I was.“Yes, ma’am, especially since the chef was fired,” she answered.“Why was the chef fired? What did she do?” I asked.“Um, I don’t know. It was Mrs. Clara who fired her,” she responded.Of course, Clara wouldn’t need to explain to anyone, especially a domestic staff member, as to why she fired someone she employed.I never thought of it, but right no
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