Julia

“It’s only a room,” I told myself as I turned left at the top of the stairs. To the right, Van was showing each man to his own room. I had a fleeting thought about what they would eat. After all, I had our wine and Van was bringing up a snack.

I had no idea how this would all work.

Would Paula be asked to cook more meals for our security team?

If Jonathon had been in charge before, would he now work with ...