board, and four thousand American dollars a month. Douglas, Mr. Dawson, contributes to a 401K for me,” she said proudly.
“We didn’t know you were here. Why is that?” Ted asked.
“Rosemary asked me if I wanted to be included in this ghost hunt, and I say no. They ask me if I want to stay at the hotel with them, I say no. They asked me to stay out of your way while you are working. You are working all the time.”
“We do our investigations twenty-four hours for the first few days.”
“I did not know that. I was very upset when you didn’t leave,” CC confessed.
Mia walked over and held out her gloved hand to the maid. “Come, sit down and talk to us.” She waited until CC sat down beside her before she continued, “I sense that something is making you very upset. You can trust me. I won’t tell anyone.”
“What about him? The others call him blabbermouth.”
Ted winced. He put his hand on his heart. “I promise not to repeat anything you do not want me to say.”
“So help you God,” CC insisted.
“So help me God,” Ted repeated.
“Okay, then I tell you. I am so upset, I could turn myself inside out.”
“Why?”
“I can’t talk. They make me sign paper, and I can’t talk. I have no freedom to speak. They don’t appreciate each other, and I can’t tell them how lucky they are. The mother, she works so hard, and the kids ignore her. She needs attention, but I can’t tell the kids because I sign the piece of paper! I could help them, but I have no freedom because I sign the piece of paper! I am so upset!” CC put her head in her hands. “It is so frustrating to see them fall into misunderstandings that I could clear up if I didn’t sign that cursed paper!”
Mia looked up at Ted and said, “I don’t know about you, dear, but I want to read this piece of paper.”
“I have to admit, I’m all agog to see how a piece of paper could do so much harm and cause this nice lady to have such heartache.”
“I can show it to you. Mr. Dawson, he keeps it in his file drawer. Come!” CC jumped to her feet and walked swiftly to the open panel.
Ted rushed over to help Mia off the soft sofa in which she had sunk.
Once she was standing, she said, “You go with her. I’ll catch up. CC is such a bright woman. I can’t imagine speaking, let alone reading, in two languages. There must be some kind of misunderstanding.”
Ted turned and trotted after the maid. Mia took her time, putting a hand on her belly to calm the rider inside. By the time she reached the den, CC had the file drawer open and was searching inside.
“It is here under C for Charlemagne.” She pulled out the file, extracted the paper and handed it to Ted. He looked at it and smiled.
“What, what is it?” Mia asked.
“It’s a non-disclosure agreement,” he said, handing it to Mia.
She scanned it and looked over at CC. “Is this the paper you signed?”
CC walked over and pointed to her signature on the second page. “I sign before I have the job.”
“What do you think it says?” Mia asked her.
“It says that I no talk about family to no one.”
“Yes, you shouldn’t talk about the family to outsiders. You can, however, talk to the family.”
CC grabbed the paper and jabbed her finger at the area in question. “It says I no talk. So I no talk. I no talk to Tracy about what Tricia says about her. No tell Mr. Dawson that Mrs. Dawson is taking cooking lessons while he is away on business. I no tell the boys to be nice to their momma because she tells me she misses them. It drives me crazy. I stand there in the corner of the dining room watching them, knowing they are falling apart because I no talk about them.”
“CC, you can talk to them about each other,” Mia assured her.
“I no get fired?” she asked Mia and then looked at Ted and repeated her question.
“I have an idea. In two hours, it will be a respectable
“We didn’t know you were here. Why is that?” Ted asked.
“Rosemary asked me if I wanted to be included in this ghost hunt, and I say no. They ask me if I want to stay at the hotel with them, I say no. They asked me to stay out of your way while you are working. You are working all the time.”
“We do our investigations twenty-four hours for the first few days.”
“I did not know that. I was very upset when you didn’t leave,” CC confessed.
Mia walked over and held out her gloved hand to the maid. “Come, sit down and talk to us.” She waited until CC sat down beside her before she continued, “I sense that something is making you very upset. You can trust me. I won’t tell anyone.”
“What about him? The others call him blabbermouth.”
Ted winced. He put his hand on his heart. “I promise not to repeat anything you do not want me to say.”
“So help you God,” CC insisted.
“So help me God,” Ted repeated.
“Okay, then I tell you. I am so upset, I could turn myself inside out.”
“Why?”
“I can’t talk. They make me sign paper, and I can’t talk. I have no freedom to speak. They don’t appreciate each other, and I can’t tell them how lucky they are. The mother, she works so hard, and the kids ignore her. She needs attention, but I can’t tell the kids because I sign the piece of paper! I could help them, but I have no freedom because I sign the piece of paper! I am so upset!” CC put her head in her hands. “It is so frustrating to see them fall into misunderstandings that I could clear up if I didn’t sign that cursed paper!”
Mia looked up at Ted and said, “I don’t know about you, dear, but I want to read this piece of paper.”
“I have to admit, I’m all agog to see how a piece of paper could do so much harm and cause this nice lady to have such heartache.”
“I can show it to you. Mr. Dawson, he keeps it in his file drawer. Come!” CC jumped to her feet and walked swiftly to the open panel.
Ted rushed over to help Mia off the soft sofa in which she had sunk.
Once she was standing, she said, “You go with her. I’ll catch up. CC is such a bright woman. I can’t imagine speaking, let alone reading, in two languages. There must be some kind of misunderstanding.”
Ted turned and trotted after the maid. Mia took her time, putting a hand on her belly to calm the rider inside. By the time she reached the den, CC had the file drawer open and was searching inside.
“It is here under C for Charlemagne.” She pulled out the file, extracted the paper and handed it to Ted. He looked at it and smiled.
“What, what is it?” Mia asked.
“It’s a non-disclosure agreement,” he said, handing it to Mia.
She scanned it and looked over at CC. “Is this the paper you signed?”
CC walked over and pointed to her signature on the second page. “I sign before I have the job.”
“What do you think it says?” Mia asked her.
“It says that I no talk about family to no one.”
“Yes, you shouldn’t talk about the family to outsiders. You can, however, talk to the family.”
CC grabbed the paper and jabbed her finger at the area in question. “It says I no talk. So I no talk. I no talk to Tracy about what Tricia says about her. No tell Mr. Dawson that Mrs. Dawson is taking cooking lessons while he is away on business. I no tell the boys to be nice to their momma because she tells me she misses them. It drives me crazy. I stand there in the corner of the dining room watching them, knowing they are falling apart because I no talk about them.”
“CC, you can talk to them about each other,” Mia assured her.
“I no get fired?” she asked Mia and then looked at Ted and repeated her question.
“I have an idea. In two hours, it will be a respectable
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