Falling For Mr. Greenfield

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MARIE & ASHER GREENFIELD

Sorrow was glad it was the weekend.

Lying in bed doing nothing was right up her alley.

The average person had no comprehension of what her days were like. She woke up early Monday through Friday to make her way through nerve-bending traffic to get to her office early enough to get a good head start before her crew walked through the door.

Those mornings started with a brief meeting to make sure her employees had all the supplies they'd utilize to meet each client's needs.

Since most of her customers were highly professional business people, the care of their homes came with their own idiosyncrasies. To maintain her company's reputation, Sorrow made sure her people were more than adequately prepared to accommodate their every contractual whim.

Once her crew was situated and headed out, her office work was completed before noon.

After lunch, she usually worked in a few houses that were classified as belonging to VIP or high-profile clients. Her mother never allowed her crew to clean those houses because they were difficult individuals to work for or there had been complaints in the past.

Sorrow agreed with her mother's treatment of these clients because it was an effective way to make sure everything was taken care of according to their specifications.

The only difference between Sorrow and her mother was that she trained a couple of cleaners to work in several of the houses with her. To make sure there were no additional complaints, she did the final walk-through herself to verify that all of the work met the client's requests.

Of all the houses they cleaned from day to day, the Greenfield home was handled with kid gloves.

When her mother worked for Marie Greenfield, Sorrow quietly observed a lot in the background of their clients's lives as she helped out with the house every once in a while.

Deep cleans required more attention to the fine details of a house. Because those cleans required a longer time to finish, Binnie would bring her daughter in to help with the work. From time to time, the mother and daughter duo cleaned the house together for ten of the twenty years that the Greenfields lived there.

During that time, Mrs. Greenfield had to be somewhere between her late thirties and early to mid-50s. The woman had impeccable taste in clothing and household furnishings.

Of all the houses in which Sorrow worked with her mom, the Greenfield's place was by far the most stunning.

Everywhere the eyes landed, there was some combination of warm amber, avocado, burnt sienna, cherry, chocolate, cornsilk, dark chocolate, dark green, dark olive green, and gold hues.

Warm inviting décor captured the eyes of anyone lucky enough to be granted access to the space. Mrs. Greenfield's love and placement of natural colors gave the house a high-end artistic vibe. The color palette in the house was a veritable reflection of Marie's personality.

Prussian blue, tan, teal, topaz, yellow, and vanilla combinations finished out the color scheme of her humble abode rounding out its inviting nature.

Mr. Greenfield was the only element that was sorely out of place in such vibrancy. His aura was black, gray, and white, and not to mention, he never smiled. Drab was the only word that would do the man any justice.

All aspects of Mr. Greenfield's essence were a direct contradiction to the India green, new green, rust, and orange-red that reverberated through his wife. Marie, on the other hand, was equal parts energetic and exasperating.