The housekeeper took one look at Annalise the next day and declared she was too skinny and pale to be considered healthy.
"Oh cara," She said shaking her head as her eyes moved up and down Annalise's figure.
The previous housekeeper had just been a temporary one to this one who had been on a vacation. It was a breath of relief for Annalise to see this one spoke even though her first words were to call her thin like a stick with a pale skin that made her look like she belonged in the outer space gibberish her granddaughter was always watching.
"Greta, call me Greta." She said fussing around the kitchen. "Everyone calls me Greta and I've been your husband's keeper since he was a boy."
