Why? Chapter 7

No. The knock on the door wasn’t by the cleaning woman, Kelly as Beck had imagined. It was one of the densest, dumbest, idiotic blue-shirts on the floor, She opened the door to tell Beck that she would be back to make his bed. He knew that. He had told her he didn’t want his […]

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Beck’s Diary – Cleaning Woman

July, 23 2019 She arrives every Tuesday. She smells like cigarette smoke, wears a red jacket, has wide-spaced yellow feet, and looks like she’s seen everything since the beginning of time. She one of two cleaning women. The first time I saw her was in the “garden” which is a square at ground level in […]