Chapter 6:- The Cleaning Lady cleans up
"What a mess!" Matilda, the cleaning woman, surveyed the litter of dishes with a frown. She planted her hands on her hips. "Not even the decency to pick up behind yourself."
She sighed and plopped into a chair. It was Wednesday, his day for meditation in the woods. She had plenty of time. She absently picked a scone from the litter of tea remains, spreading a generous spoonful of jam over the scone.
"A little taste never hurt anyone, now did it?"
She lifted the scone to her mouth, taking a dainty bite.