Tara nudges me and whispers.
"That's Mrs. Whitaker, the vice president of Cleaverland and Mr. Whitaker's mother."
I just give a slight nod. I guessed that for myself.
Tara rushes towards Mrs Whitaker and bows.
"It is good to see you again, Your Excellency."
The woman nods at her. "Is that a new maid over there?."
She is pointing at me! I can't believe she is calling me a maid, I mean, it is obvious I am not a maid.
"No, she is..."
"Hello, Your Excellency!," I address her the way I heard Tara do it. "It is nice to finally meet you! I have heard a lot about you and I couldn't wait to see you!."
"Which maid center did they pick you from? You are so mannerless."
What!? I gulp.
"I came from a village far from here. I am still being trained by the maids I found here to become one of
