I was there on my room's balcony staring down waiting for him to get inside his car. After the car drove off I came out of my room and went towards the kitchen. The kitchen was not a normal kitchen but more like the professional kitchen of the restaurant. I opened some cupboards in the hope of getting some jar of cookies or something but I found nothing like that. "Hi, there do you need something? " I jumped at my spot I turned around to see a small curly-haired brunette woman in her mid-forties smiling at me warmly with her hands clasped in front. "I just wanted something to eat. I am Tessa." "I know that Mrs. Gray. I am Martha, the housekeeper." I was rooted in my spot. She had called me Mrs. Gray. "Please call me Tessa. You are older than me I feel odd." She laughed at that. "Okay, Tessa you are hungry? Should I make something for you?" "Yes please," I said. She nodded
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