Innocent devil

I would go out, leaving her on her own, hoping that nothing catastrophic happened. If she had done a better job, I would have been more lenient with her. I would have let her go into the pool, like she had asked me. I would have let her borrow my car to go into town and visit friends, But she was still struggling, and I would find myself having to go in after she left and fix things up. It reached the point where I wondered why I had a maid if I was still doing some cleaning will my illness. 

I was patient with her, more patient than I would be normally, but it was starting to reach the point where I thought it might be best to go a different direction and find a new maid. I didn't tell Mike about this, because I knew he would talk me out of it. He was a softy, and I couldn't imagine him cutting someone off so callously. I could though. I could fire the sweet Mexican flower. I could be that bitch.

But when I went to let he