She watched him through the window, turned back to Jim and puffed her cheeks. "He is not too happy with me right now. I'll tell you about it later." She turned back to the butler. "Clint, is it?"
"Yes, Miss Georgia."
"Show me which room was my grandfather's."
"Certainly." With Georgia and Jim following, he led the way up to the second floor, turned down a hallway, and then opened the first door he came to. "We put all his personal things in storage…clothes, and such."
She hesitated at the door and looked around. It held a large bed at one end, and an entire living room set at the other. At length, she timidly walked in. "It is bigger than most houses."
"It is," Clint admitted. "He built this house while your grandmother was still alive, and this was her favorite room."
"Then I shall love it too…but just not now. It is far too big for me to feel safe just yet. Have you a smaller room?" She followed him to a guest bedroom next door that was decorated in warm colors. Georgia walked across the room to the balcony door, opened it and went outside. "This is perfect."
"I shall bring your luggage up then, Miss." Clint slightly bowed and left the room.
"Can you believe this place?" Jim asked. "I've scoped it all out and a guy could get lost in here."
She giggled and grabbed his arm. "I best put a note on the door so I can find this room again. Oh, Jim, I am so confused."
"About your grandfather?"
"About everything. Austin hates me and I truly thought I was falling in love with him. I have handled it all so badly."
"Maggie…I mean, Georgia, you don't have time to worry about all that right now. We have work to do."
"What sort of work?"
"The best kind of work in the world."
"Okay, but first, let's go get something to eat. I was so nervous this morning, I skipped breakfast."
*
If the help had been concerned about what kind of employer Georgia would be, she dispelled all their fears when she found the kitchen, went to Silvia and put her hands together as if to beg, "My kingdom for a bite of lunch."
Silvia giggled. "Chicken salad?"
"Yum, my favorite."
Jim winked at Silvia, and then joined Georgia at the small kitchen table. "Good luck keeping her filled up. She likes everything."
Georgia playfully wrinkled her brow. "So precisely what are you and Austin up to?"
"How would you like to fire Nicole?"
Georgia's mouth dropped. "Are you serious?"