The last few weeks, my mother has been really busy. Maybe it's because she feels that I am old enough and don't require as much surveillance as before, or maybe it's because we're really broke - blame it on the dyes - but she's been working much more nowadays.
Randy, the owner of the inn we're staying in, seemed to have offered her a job. At first, he was really suspicious of my mother. Can't blame him, I mean, if you saw a woman who almost never left her room, always wore a hood, and categorically refused anyone entry, even to clean, of course you'd be suspicious. But since we've been living here for a few months now, I guess he felt he could trust her. He probably took pity on her, seeing that she was having trouble paying the rent as a single mother with two children, so he offered her a permanent job with a much higher income instead of occasional tasks. Besides, it seems he was really satisfied with her previous work.
