“Welcome to the Dankworth residence.” A portly kind woman smiled at Myra at the front door.
She moved to the side to let Myra in and introduced herself as the housekeeper.
“Nice to make your acquaintance, Ms Doe.” Myra greeted with a feigned juvenile enthusiasm.
“Come. You came in highly recommended.” Ms Doe led the way to the kitchen at the opposite end of the large living room.
The size of this room was ridiculous, taking up the whole space of the first floor.
“And so young.” Ms Doe glanced back to look at her admiringly.
Myra smiled politely, and washed her hands thoroughly in the kitchen sink.
“How old are you, my dear?”
“Twenty one, Ma’am.” Myra lied.
The woman nodded.
“Professor Dankworth will be around much later, but I will introduce you to Nova now. She just got up fro
