My House Cleaner

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The phone rang and I picked it up. “Hello Mr. M. This is Tina,” I heard come across the line.

“Oh, hi Tina. How are you?” I asked.

“I’m fine, but I just got a new client. Would it be OK if I switched to Friday mornings instead?” she asked.

Tina was my house cleaner. She came in once a week for 4 or 5 hours and straightened the place up. I used to be in charge of cleaning the house, or rather, I took on the job when I was disgusted with my wife and kids

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