“Hey Josiah, where were you?" Thomas asked.
He was in the front of the entrance and Josiah knew he wouldn't let him in without answering properly.
"I… Was in a friend's house," Josiah answered. 'Not exactly a lie…' He thought.
“A friend? What friend?"
'Good. The conversation took this turn instead' Josiah celebrated internally.
“Have you ever heard of a girl named Lenny living around, Thomas?" he asked carrying the most neutral intonation he could while he casually walked around Thomas to the interior of the house. 'Maybe if I pretend nothing wrong happened, he won't notice…'
The servant followed him in and answered the question sincerely:
“Lenny…? No… Can't say I have. Who is she? Daughter of the milkman?"
“She said she lives nearby, but she has no parents. She lives on her own...
