单项选择题
It was a bright spring afternoon when
Freda told me she wouldn’t need me any more. I had just finished my four-hour
work (76) up and down the stairs of her three-storey home,
cleaning the floor and washing the dishes. She was (77)
jeans and a sweater, sitting at the table I had just (78) a
pile of papers spread around her. Her husband’s (79) was
going to be reduced by thirty percent. And they were trying to live as if it had
(80) happened. I felt sorry for her, but I also felt a sense
of (81) I had been cleaning Freda’s house for five years and bad (82) an unexpected relationship with the family. It was not just (83) I had become an expert at scraping dirt stuck to their wooden floor, (84) that I had learned exactly how to place toys on the girls’ beds. It was (85) than that, for I felt I bad become a part of their life. |