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“Okay, tell me about yourself…”

Jenny

He doesn’t remember me I didn’t show the hurt I felt as I looked at hieneral direction My ed ininto tears

“Well, I’h school I’o on to be a child psychiatrist, so I’ve spent the last two years taking care of kids as part of my extracurricular activities If you call any of the numbers on that list, they’ll tell you round check”

“Have you ever babysat kids as young as these? That’s Emma in the pink and Sara in the blue, by the way” I looked over at the two beautiful little girls and felt the sa in my heart as I did the first tiret my decision to come here

I’d tried to think up an excuse to refuse the interview, but how could I when Mrs Sorenson was trying to be helpful? She and her husband were taking their young preschool kids away for the winter and knew that I’d be short one family

Not because I needed theTrue, the tere er than the Sorenson kids, but they would be perfect for the project, so Mrs Sorenson knows

So had I refused, there would’ve been questions and not a little confusion I’d dreaded having to see him once I’d heard that he was back It’s been two years since he got otten over it yet It had been one of the hardest blows of e

I’d spent the last ten years with one thing on et rew older, I knew that that day he’d only said what he had as a joke, but that didn’t stop

He’s the only guy I’ve ever loved The reason I didn’t date, the reason I tried so hard in school because I wanted to be worthy of him, and in some anted him to be proud of me I’d kept up with all of his achievements over the years, which wasn’t hard since his parents had still lived in the neighborhood and were friendly enough with s

I’d always stayed in the background, though, out of the way, though I carried myself a certain way lestuntoward about me By the time I was sixteen, it had been six years since I’d seen hie

It always seemed like I was never here when he came home to visit since I was always away on vacation with o, in June, a few days beforeable to get out of bed

No one knehy everyone thought I was sick that I’d co, no one remembered the silly crush I’d had on him as a child, and now it looked like he hadn’t either I died as I sat there across fro at the children, he’d…

I took a deep breath and collected hts as he askedhirown into as fine a eous; in elic

But it wasn’t just his face or his masculine physique There was an air about hio I could never quite put er on it, but even then, I felt that he was a part of my soul

The more he questioned me, the more I felt the need to run out of there before I started screairls, E “Excuse me a minute” He walked over to the playpen and lifted her in his arms

“Hey, my little love, what’s the matter?” He touched her little chin and kissed her forehead while her little arms went around his neck, and I felt a pain so deep I almost doubled over

No, I’ his children or interfering with his e As hard as it was, I’d come to accept in the last few months since he’dhad been one-sided and dumb But it was still hard, still unbearable to see him like this