How To Save A Life by P. Dangelico

Author:P. Dangelico [Dangelico, P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780578775883
Publisher: P. Dangelico
Published: 2021-02-01T18:30:00+00:00

“Oh, good, you’re home!”

We just walked away from a physical altercation. This is the very last thing you want to hear when you step in the door. Neither one of us wants to see company––least of all Joan. How she got inside the apartment is another matter.

“I’m changing all the codes,” her son declares upon walking into the kitchen and finding her at the table, wine glass in hand and scrolling through her phone.

Well, that answers that.

“You’re going to be very happy with me. I brought you someone. Clara!” she shouts. “Can you come in here please?”

A very tall, skinny woman with thin lips and very pale blonde hair enters from the direction of the laundry room. She’s dressed in nurses scrubs and has the expression of someone who operates on a whole new level of emotionally detached.

“I found you a nanny.” Joan smiles like she just won reelection.

Jordan does not smile. Not even a little. In fact he does the opposite.

“Clara’s going to live here,” she starts again. “She’ll take great care of Maisie, and Riley can go back to doing what she does.” Her focus shifts to me. “What do you do, sweetie?”

“Clara,” Jordan says addressing the woman who has not spoken a word yet. “I’m sorry my mother dragged you here under false pretenses, but we are not going to need your services.”

He opens the fridge and pulls out a beer. He almost never drinks, which is how I know he’s in a mood. He gets the bottle opener out of the utensils drawer, pops the top, drinks it right out of the bottle. Yeah, he’s had it today.

The only part that I heard, the only part that’s important to me, is that he’s not taking me off child care because I genuinely love it. And for that, I’m grateful. An enormous sense of relief floods me. Taking care of Maisie has been as much fun and just as fulfilling as renovating my homes. Which is truly unexpected. I may not have the credentials––okay, I don’t have any credentials––but I love taking care of her. Shouldn’t that count for something?

“Jordan, the woman has credentials a mile long. She worked for the Obamas for Christ’s sake!”

Joan’s agitation pleases me. I have zero doubt that if Jordan hadn’t been here––had I been here alone with Maisie––she would’ve packed my stuff, put me out in the hall, and changed the locks.

“Thank you Clara. I’ll be happy to reimburse you for your trouble.”

“Jordan––”

“Riley is taking great care of Maisie,” he says, cutting her off. It’s about time someone did. “We have a routine and I’m not going to disrupt that. It’s not good for Maisie and it’s not good for us. Besides, Riley’s already living here and you know I hate having people in the house.”

I get the impression the last part was meant for Joan. Her green eyes narrow on him so it seems Joan got the same impression.

“Anything else?”

“You were always the difficult one. Your brother,” she scoffs, “he was easy.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.