MARIA
The maid stood frozen with the bed linens in her hands, staring at Maria as though she had spoken a language that Maria didn’t quite understand. With how wide and round her eyes were, one would think that Maria had asked her to behead a man and bring the head to her.
When the woman just continued to stand there without saying anything, Maria repeated the question. “Is there any other entrance apart from the one out front?”
The woman snapped out of her trance and stood straight, fixing Maria with a susceptive gaze. “Why do you ask?”
Maria shrugged nonchalantly. “Just wondering.”
To say that the woman didn’t believe her would be an understatement, but she wisely refused from questioning Maria further. “No, the house does not have any other entrance.”
The woman’s eye
