September Wind by Kathleen Janz-Anderson

September Wind by Kathleen Janz-Anderson

Author:Kathleen Janz-Anderson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Solstice Publishing
Published: 2013-02-19T22:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

It wasn’t even eight o’clock in the morning yet and the children were at each other's throats. Emily stepped from the shower, drying as she rushed into her bedroom. As she pulled on a robe and burst into the hallway, she heard Maria cursing at her brother.

Nathan had a world globe tucked under an arm, and he was twisting back and forth so Maria couldn’t take it away.

“Give it to me, you brat!” she screamed, making a dive for him.

He shuffled the globe around to his back and grabbed her hair with the other hand.

“Ouch. Let go of me. Ooouch!”

“Stop this nonsense, you little animals!” Donald rushed around the corner. He dropped his suitcase, grabbed them each by an arm, and shoved them at Emily.

Nathan landed at Emily’s feet as the atlas spun across the floor. He looked up at her through a tuft of dark locks and gave her an impish smile. When she realized he was enjoying himself, she rolled her eyes, hooked an arm around one of his, and pulled him up.

Donald wasn’t amused. “What did I hire you for anyway, young lady?” He picked up his luggage and brushed past her, turning at the stairs. “I’m gone for a few days,” he said, “but I want these... hooligans out by the time I get back. You hear?”

“Yes, I’ll talk to them, Mr. Schillings.”

“Well, you’d better do some quick talking.” He gave a glaring sweep of the three, reached for his cigarettes and headed down the steps.

The children watched him disappear then rolled their eyes over to Emily.

She folded her arms and glowered at them. “Well, good morning to you too. Humph. And I expect an apology from the both of you.” She turned then and marched back into her room.

“Gee. What a way to start the morning,” she said, slamming the door.

She looked over to the nightstand cabinet, where the brandy beckoned behind its doors. No, she wasn’t going to do it. The bottle was down a fourth and she wanted it to last, save it for more desperate times. From the looks of it, more were sure to come.

Since the day she arrived—and even though she tried—she hadn’t completely gotten over the disappointment that there wasn’t going to be this loving big sister, little brother-sister thing going on between the three of them. Instead, there had been an overwhelming responsibility placed on her shoulders.

She didn’t mind making sure they did their homework, got to bed on time, or up in the morning, dressed and down to breakfast, their teeth brushed, and then off to class; didn’t mind that is when they didn’t baulk against one thing or another, or start battles that always left her unsettled. What she didn’t like was the discipline, hated it, in fact, because then there was the arguing, saying things she didn’t want to say, hurt feelings, and sour faces. And then to top it off, if they did something wrong, she was at fault as much as they were.



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