“He scoffed. “My mom’s not an heiress. She grew up in a suburb like this, but she acts like she came from the ghetto the way she carries on about never going back. I grew up with a housekeeping staff, but I’m handling this better than she is. Granted, I have maids come clean once a week, but I pick up after myself from day to day. It’s not like I can’t lift a finger to do anything.”
I didn’t know which of these surprising revelations to tackle first. “But you had a bunch of dust and dirt!” I exclaimed.
He gave me a sheepish smile. “Yeah, I cancelled maid service for a couple of months so you’d have more to clean.” He shook his head. “I really was an asshole to you.”
I didn’t know what to do with that statement besides feeling a general sense of satisfaction that he had acknowle
