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I feel a cool breeze coming off the lake at the side of the house.<br />
It really is a magnanimous place, which I would feel better able to enjoy if I didn’t have<br />
the weight of Simon’s mission hanging around my shoulders. He expects me to report to him and<br />
everything.<br />
I try to tame the aching sense of foreboding at having to be a spy, and I confidently ring<br />
the bell.<br />
Some guy, some kid, swings open the door to reveal a flurry of people running around<br />
behind him with various tasks at hand.<br />
“Hey, who are you?” he asks.<br />
“Me? Oh, I’m Meg. Mrs. Simmons sent for me. I’m here to be the new maid.”<br />
This kid can’t be more than sixteen years old. He stares at me—or rather ogles me—as all<br />
teenage boys are tempted to do.<br />
And then he says, “Okay then. Well, Mrs. Simmons is upstairs. I’ll get her. I’m her son.”<br />
Mrs. Simmons is the head of the household, and she’s the one who hired me. I had rather<br />
expected her to answer the door and for things in the mansion to be quiet. Instead, there are<br />
people running every which way with flowers and decorations, oversized candles, swaths of<br />
fabric, and technical equipment.<br />
<strong>The</strong> boy is gone before I can stop him and ask what’s going on. I shuffle my feet<br />
nervously in the doorway, waiting for direction on where to go.<br />
This is not my usual gig. I don’t know how a maid is supposed to act. Luckily, I don’t<br />
have to wait long because an older, homely looking woman who I can only assume is Mrs.<br />
Simmons appears.<br />
She comes down one of the two grand staircases that adorn the room.<br />
“Oh, Meg. How lovely to see you. I’m so glad you found the place,” she says warmly.<br />
“Thanks. It wasn’t hard to find. Most people seem to know about the Belcourt Estate,” I<br />
say.<br />
“Yes, well, George…Mr. Belcourt was very generous with the local people. He’s been a<br />
huge loss to our community.”<br />
“I can imagine,” I say with all sincerity.