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stepped aside to allow her access, she
gasped again. The closet was as big as a bedroom with massive storage, floor to
ceiling mirrors, built in benches, and plush carpeting. The room was empty
except for a small stash of clothing barely making a dent in the available
space. Jackson chuckled, "As you can see, I'm not much into clothes. I've
been thinking about turning the closet into a weight room."
    "I have to tell you, this is the most
magnificent bedroom and bathroom I have ever seen."
    "Thanks, Annie."
    Jackson led her back through the hallways and toward
the front of the house. Two rooms entered off the foyer, one being a library
with hundreds of tomes, another being an office with a computer, printer, and
file cabinets of rich mahogany matching the desk and chairs. He waited at the
door to the office while she looked around. "This is where I try to stay
on top of business."
    In the library, he said, "The books didn't
come with the house. I love to read and I've had them in storage for
years."
    After leaving the library they returned to the
kitchen and Jackson led her through a short hallway past the breakfast nook that
opened into a mud room. There was another door off the mud room that opened
into the laundry. A high-tech stacked washer and dryer only took up a small
portion of the large room, which was complete with folding table, double wash
basin, cupboards, and rods for hanging clothes.
    "This is perfect," she breathed.
    Jackson smiled, "Tommy said Gertie designed
the house."
    "She did a wonderful job. It's laid out so
well."
    They walked back to the kitchen island and
Jackson picked up the coffee pot and motioned it toward her.
"Refill?"
    "No, I'm good."
    He poured some java into his own cup. "Like
I said, I don't want you doing anything heavy. If you think floors need
scrubbing, hire it out. If the house needs spring cleaning, hire it out. I want
someone to run the household. Also, I'd like to have a home cooked meal
a couple of times a week. I usually eat with the hands, and Jim Bob is a pretty
good cook, but sometimes I just want to come home and enjoy my home."
    "I understand. Are there certain days you
want me to cook? I could write out a schedule and menu."
    Jackson thought a second, "Mondays are bad.
How about you cook on Tuesdays and Thursdays? Of course, you have the weekends off."
    "Alright. What are some of your favorite
foods?"
    He laughed, "Anything except broccoli. I
abhor the stuff. Of course, I want you to share the meals with me. While the
weather's nice, it would be enjoyable eating on the terrace."
    "Oh, okay. Tomorrow I'll cook ah…lasagna,
and we'll eat outside. Is that okay?"
    "Sounds like a great idea."
    After Jackson left, Ann warmed her coffee and
went to stand in front of the picture window in the living room. Appraising the
terrace, she knew exactly where she would begin her new duties. She enjoyed a
few minutes solitude and mentally programmed her day.
    After a short search, she finally found
gardening tools in the mud room. By mid-morning, the potted plants had been
pruned and watered, the terrace swept, and the patio furniture rearranged and
wiped down. Her next project was dusting the living room and organizing the
bookshelves. By noon, the room was looking homey and tidy. She wondered if
Jackson would show for lunch, and inventoried the food supplies. He didn't show
and she made a small sandwich for herself. By three, the kitchen was spotless
and she decided to make a potato salad. At six, she looked up from the notebook
she was writing in. Jackson, looking dirty and tired, paused in the kitchen
doorway.
    "Hey, I hope you're not working. It's after
hours." He looked concerned.
    "I'm just scheduling the week. You look
like you've had a busy day."
    "Yeah, that's an understatement. We've been
moving cattle between pastures." He walked to the fridge and pulled out a
can of coke. "Would you like one?" He held the can out to her.
    "Thanks, but I've got some tea." She
motioned to her