Fifty
“Good morning” I sang getting down from the last step. Sandra looked up from her work with a stunned look and a little tug on her lips. “Morning ma’am” she smiled. “You are vibrant and flushed this morning” “Am I?” I asked picking the duster from the armchair. “You should check your face in the mirror. It says so much happiness” “Thanks” my face grew warm. “How are your kids and husband?” “They are fine” I started to clean the armchair. “Ma’am you should leave that for me to do” “How many times will I tell you Sandra not to stop me when I am working?” I gave her a hard look “I want to do it” “Okay ma’am” We did the rest of the chores together. While I did the laundry, Sandra kept me busy with her talks. She was a nice company and a smart woman to be with. By the time I finished lau
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