Delilah was nervous. She had been let go from the Carrington house for as little as getting soot in the second daughter's eyes, even though she had not been anywhere near the girl when she said it happened. Needless to say, she had to find something or she would be on the street forever.

The Vaughn estate seemed to be a good fit for her. She'd heard many good things about the kindness of the people there. In stark contrast, the Carringtons were a nasty lot. She approached and knocked upon the door. Delilah was wearing her Sunday best, she was clean, and she was ready to be interviewed.