Jules glanced at the time and switched off the TV just as the cook placed dinner on the table.
Refusing to permit her thoughts, she walked over to the table and uncovered the dish.
“I don't think I'm hungry."
“Really?" The lady said, her accent never failing to sneak in. “Is it the food? I could prepare something else." She added quickly.
But Jules just waved her off and put the lid back on. “The food is great. I just don't have an appetite." She walked towards the stairs. I'll go get Asher and Nancy. They'll be happy to eat.”
The cook only smiled and shrugged, retreating to the kitchen to finish setting the table.
"Asher, it's time for dinner.” She pushed open his room but found it empty. Clean and silent. No sign of Nancy, too. “Asher?"
Then she heard giggling.
She stepped back
