As he walks toward the door, he pauses and pulls a small bag of Circus Peanuts from the front left pocket of his jeans.
“You can have the rest of these.”
I glance at the bag and say, “I don’t want to take your candy.”
He reaches for my hand, places the bag there and closes my fingers around it.
“Bye, Tessie.”
“Bye.”
“Oh, and you have some paint on your nose.”
“No, I don’t.”
He smirks as he opens the door. Standing in the doorway, I watch as he jogs down the stairs.
I go back inside, walk quickly to the bathroom to see if I have paint on my nose and I do. Ugh…so embarrassing.
I turn on the shower because I am exhausted, and I need to wind down. It’s going to be an early night for me, especially since I have to be at work on time tomorrow. And I can’t help but wonder how the dynamic will be between me and my boss now that we’ve gotten a bit more acquainted.