Chapter 8

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The cold, untouched kitchen and the empty dining table on Christmas Day crushed the last bit of hope they had left. Without the obedient, unpaid live-in maid who had always taken care of everything without complaint, their once-clean and elegant home quickly turned into a disaster. Just 3 days after Christmas, trash had piled up into a small mountain throughout the house. Leftover food sitting in takeout containers had spoiled, attracting clouds of tiny flies that buzzed around the mess. When Ellen returned home after working overtime, the disgusting smell hit her immediately. She covered her nose and walked over to Wendy's bedroom door. "Wendy, take out the trash and sweep the floor while you're at it." In the past, I would have quietly finished all these chores before anyone even r

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