Three Years Ago
The hotel manager works down a form on a clipboard, ticking off boxes and checking annotations.
“I have to say Charlotte, that I’m very happy to offer you the job, but perhaps you’re a bit wasted on room cleaning? We have a position on the reception desk and I’d be more than happy to give you a trial on it, a well turned out girl like you.”
The red-haired girl with the intense green eyes looks down. “I’d rather not. The chambermaid’s job is fine. I’m…. I’m not very good with people. I wouldn’t be at my best on a front desk. I’d rather be in the background, where I don’t have to meet people.”
The manager nods sympathetically. “Shy eh? Well, if you’re happy that way…. You’ll be assigned the third floor. It will be your job to work your way through the guest rooms and publ
