The Maid (Molly the Maid, #1)

by Nita Prose

‘A clean home, a clean body, and clean company. Do you know where that leads?’ I could not have been more than five years old when she taught me this. I looked way up at her as she spoke. ‘Where does it lead, Gran?’ ‘To a clean conscience. To a good, clean life.’

That’s the trouble with pain. It’s as contagious as a disease. It spreads from the person who first endured it to those who love them most. Truth isn’t always the highest ideal; sometimes it must be sacrificed to stop the spread of pain to those you love. Even children know this intuitively.

There are times in life when we must do things we don’t want to. But do them we must.

We are all the same in different ways.

The longer you live, the more you learn. People are a mystery that can never be solved. Life has a way of sorting itself out. Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end.