Short fic writing trip

The Maid 2

"Jeremy, dear, have you found anything in the papers yet?"

"I'll look in just a second, let me ready the comics first, hun."

Sam walked in to the dining room the next morning, hardly acknowledging her parents as she loaded up her plate with the exquisite breakfast their chef had cooked up. However, they took notice to her rather quickly.

"Good morning Sam! Where were you at dinner?"

"I was asleep, didn't get much the other night."

Her mother nodded at that and they returned to their breakfast. Her father had set down the paper and was discussing the prospect of finding a new maid, which Sam tuned out. However something caught her eye. She grabbed for the paper and looked at it a bit more closely.

"I just don't think we have the time to just wait for an ad to show, Pam."

"What, you mean like this one?" Sam interjected, pointing to the small corner square on the back page. "For hire; maid. Starting at $10 an hour. Please call at 530-467-8992. Willing to start first day."

(please don't actually call that number, I just made it up)

Her parents glanced at each other, and her father shrugged, then reached for his phone. Sam handed the paper back to him and he left the table. Sam got up as well, having to go pick up the guys for school.

At least she'll have a conversation starter.