lie didn’t know what Michael was going on about. “What?”
“Fuck, Charlie. You grew up in a mansion. The biggest fucking one I’ve ever seen.”
Charlie shrugged. He knew the house was large from wandering around in it as a child. “Can you believe I’ve never even been in all the rooms? There were certain areas that were off-limits to a clumsy blind boy.”
They eventually made it to the circular drive in front of the house. “We need to use the servants’ entrance,” Charlie said. He led Michael off to the right, surprised that after all the years, he still had the map firmly entrenched in his brain.
He heard the squeal seconds before he was almost knocked over by a short, small boned woman. “Lupe,” he greeted the old woman with a kiss to the top of her head.
“I’ve missed you,” Lupe said. “I ask your parents about you, but they don’t reply. Before you leave, I’ll give you my phone number.”
“I’d like that,” Charlie replied with a smile. “This is a student in the dormitory that I supervise. Michael, I’d like you to meet the best housekeeper in the world, Lupe.”
Lupe broke away from their embrace. “Nice to meet you, Michael.”
“You, too, Ma’am.”
“Ma’am? Oh, Charlie, it’s nice you bring a boy with manners.”
He reached out and put a hand on Michael’s shoulder. “He’s a fine young man.”
Michael snorted and Charlie rolled his eyes. “Sometimes.”