When I got to the mansion the next day, I made up my mind that I wouldn't talk to him. After all, he preferred a mute caretaker! I went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. Sheila was sitting at the kitchen island with a bar of KitKat chocolate in her hand.
She uttered a sigh of relief when she saw me. "Oh, Annie!" She stood up and pulled me in for a tight embrace. "I thought he fired you. You didn't come back with him last night."
She pulled back.
"No, he didn't fire me," I said. "But why will he fire me?"
I wondered if it was because of the kiss, but Sheila doesn't know about that, does she?
She looked at me with bewildered eyes. "You burnt his expensive jacket, remember?"
"Oh."
Phew, I actually thought she knew about the kiss.
I slouched to the fridge and took a bottle of
