DAVID'S POV
The afternoon sun shines brighter every minute that passes by, it's a good thing that the table is set up under a big tree therefore it's long and thick leaves help block the sun from blinding us. I keep quiet, hoping a conversation will start between Julia and Lewis but neither of them seem to be able to free their lips from moving unless only to eat. They avoid staring at each other and I become the only person they can stare at.
"So Julia...how long have you been working here for Turner?" I curiously ask. From the way she handles herself and the way she is comfortable and confident in everything she does around the mansion, my guess is, she has been working here for years. She parts the food in her plate using a fork and tucks away a strand of hair underneath her ear bef
