He had no idea that he could be intimidating in any way.
“Relax, I’ll be right out and tell him myself.”
“Thank you, sir.”
As the woman was leaving, Timothy felt the need to ask her a somewhat odd question.
“Paula,” she turned and clasped her hands behind her back. “What did you think of my fiancée? I know I didn’t notify you in advance that she was coming, and you’ve been with me for quite a few years, I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable in any way.”
“Oh no sir,” she hastened to answer him. “I’m not offended. On the contrary. Miss Melody is a sweetheart. Even when I tell her not to help me, she pretends not to listen and helps me cook, she even arranges her clothes herself, even though I told her I was there to do it. I try not to get her to help me in the kitchen, because the poo
