After Myrtle had completed two crossword puzzles and Miles two sudokus, Bitsy popped her head out the door.
“All done,” she said with a smile. “Mr. Bradford, would you like to take a look and make sure I didn’t miss any spots?”
Miles got up and Myrtle collected their puzzles and followed. Miles blinked as he looked around his glimmering, spotless house.
“It looks perfect,” he said slowly.
Bitsy looked pleased. “Glad you think I did a good job.”
A few minutes later, Miles had paid Bitsy for the cleaning and saw her out.
Myrtle said smugly, “I thought you’d be pleased with Bitsy’s work.”
“The house looked fine to begin with, but when it’s that clean, you realize how messy it actually was at the beginning.”
Miles then plopped down on his sofa. “I have a confession to make.”
“That
