His Maid
Dominic said as he pointed around, “Homer, I need this kitchen squeaky clean as soon Winston is done with here.”
He walked out of the kitchen, and I stood there, puzzled. I looked at this lady pouring things into a bowl, whisking them, and then running to another end of the kitchen to pick something else, then back to her gigantic bowl.
“Hey, I am Harper Holmes.” I cleared my throat and tried to start a conversation
“So, he also gets your name wrong.” she laughed “I am Ari Wilson.”
So, I wasn’t the only one that had to deal with him calling me another name.
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