Ms. Innfoe

[Ms. Innfoe blinks and shys all four of her eyes from Clay. She can tell that he is too intelligent to be fooled by any lies she intends to use to cover up events.]
I am...sorry, tell my employer as so. This is embarrassing, but after the population of this town slowly died out, I became unaware of the idea that life outside of my own existed, even after I made the scarecrows to replace those who were lost to old age.