The woman had the most orange hair color Zane had ever seen. It was so bright that it reminded Zane of an orange tabby cat that had lived near his house when he was much younger.
That cat had been troublesome, happily eating his food and yet so quick to show his buttocks whenever the young Zane reached to pet him.
"Hi! You must be Victoria; I am Maya Baynes, the groundskeeper."
"Groundskeeper?" Zane could not help his disbelief from slipping, he had never heard of such a word before.
Maya smiled and nodded, "Yes and No, I am not the gardener. Although I help sometimes. Are you going to the main house?"
Zane nodded and the woman fell in beside him, "Let's walk together. There is nobody my age among the staff so I was quite excited when I read your file."
"I am glad to meet you. How old are you?" In what situation does a groundskeeper have the file of newly employed staff?
"28 years."
"Which month were you born?"
"September."
