Kay’s First Day as a Maid.
Dressed in her usual casual Jeans and loose sweat top, Kay climbed the big wooden staircase. The old dark portraits all stared back at her, filling her with a sense of unease. The squeak of her trainers echoed around the vast building. She’d answered an ad for a maid. With excellent pay. Kay needed to money to pay numerous debts, and maid work was easy. So here she was. At the top of the stairs she looked for the second door off to the left, just as the decrepit old butler on the door had instructed. She heard a voice from inside. ‘Enter!’ Stern, commanding, but a female voice. It struck her as odd. She opened the door and went in. The room was vast. (Well what did she expect?) Wooden panels on either side …