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              And some small part of me wondered if I could handle the challenge. 
                  The doorbell rang exactly at three and I answered it but not before hesitating five or six times.  I looked like one of those people with OCD who checked to make sure the door was locked, touching the doorknob over and over.  On the other side was a woman, older and pudgy.  She reminded me of Mrs. Doubtfire without the glasses or the huge purse. 
                  I cleared my throat and bit the bullet, “Hi, I’m Breaker.  Come in, please.”
                  She stepped in while responding, “I am Lucy.  It’s very nice to meet you.  I won’t beat around the bush, young man.  I don’t make small talk.  I’m not very sociable.  I don’t watch TV and I don’t like pets.” She took a gander around the room and confirmed there were no pets. 
                  “I’m fine with that,” I said more confidently than I thought possible. 
                  “Good,” she said as she swept her fingers under the lampshade and then tsked at the dust she found there.
                  “Well, I’m assuming you’ve already met with my mother.  She’s forcing me to see another person in about twenty minutes but as far as I’m concerned, the position is filled.”  That last part came out sounding a lot like my father and it surprised me. 
                  “Well, thank you, young man, I’ll let your mother know that you’ve decided.”
                  “Goodbye, see you soon.”  And with that I shut the door on my new housekeeper.  This wasn’t going to be so bad after all. 
                  I was so content with my new arrangement that I completely forgot about the person who was to come in just minutes later.  I pulled off my shirt and sat on the couch and flipped through the channels on TV when the doorbell rang.  I decided not to even bother answering it since I’d already decided Lucy was just fine. 
                  Minutes later my phone rang, my mother.  She was probably calling to confirm my choice. 
                  “Breaker James, if you don’t answer the door, I swear, I will come unglued.  I don’t care if you think you’ve picked your new housekeeper.  The final decision is mine and you will see both choices.”
                  I groaned with my hand over the speaker, “Fine, I’m going to the door.  What did they do call you and rat me out?”
                  “Yes, and that was her instructions.  Now, answer the door.”  And she hung up. I threw the phone on the couch and stomped towards the door like a child.
                  I pulled it open, aggravated as all hell.  “Look, the position has already been fill…”  My lungs took notice of her beauty before my eyes could catch up. They constricted and froze.  I was complexly dumbstruck. 
                  “Hi,” she said, like everything was just peachy, “I’m Ashland, you must be Breaker.”  Her voice was feminine and sweet, all honeysuckle and sugar.  Holly was always trying to make her voice low and raspy.  It made me question whether or not she smoked.  But in the place I was, even if she smelled like smoke and had one in her hand—I would’ve believed any lie she told me. 
                  “Um, hi—I’m Breaker.” Focus man, focus!   “Like I was saying, I’ve already hired a maid so…”
                  She came in, ducking under my arm.  My eyes closed as she passed, she smelled so damn good.  It wasn’t any fruit or heavy perfume.  She just smelled—clean.
                  “Your mom said you would say that.  She also said you wouldn’t let me in; that you would try to dismiss me at the door.”
                  She looked around, her black hair was