I laughed. “Well, it's nice to try something different for a change, isn't it? Life's boring if it's always the same.”
“I guess,” she said, and let out another big yawn.
“And I have a little feeling,” I said as I helped her get comfortable. “That because you're so tired, you don't really mind that this room is blue.”
She smiled. “Yeah, blue isn’t so bad. Can you read me a story? Daddy always reads me a story before I go to sleep.”
“Sure,” I said as I went over to the bookshelf, which had a few children's books on it. “I have Cinderella, Jack and the Beanstalk, Goldilocks and the Three Bears—”
“Ooh, ooh, Goldilocks and the Three Bears! I like bears!”
“Alright,” I said and sat down next to her and began reading the story.
She was so tired; she fell asleep within minutes. I checked the time and found that it was only nine. There was still an hour to go before Everett would be back to pick her up. I switched on the baby monitor in the room to make sure I could keep an eye on Jane while she was sleeping, and then went over to my study to fiddle around on the internet to pass the time. I saw the Skype icon on my laptop and decided to take a chance and see if my best friend Kerry was online. She and I had grown up together, and she was one of the very few people from my past I still kept in touch with. By chance, she happened to be available, so I shot her a message to see if she had time to chat.
“Hey, Ker, how's everything in San Francisco?” I asked when she popped up on the screen in front of me.
“It's all good. Ethan looooves kindergarten, thank God, and Carl is handling some tough cases at work but swears he enjoys the stress. Things are busy with the catering business, but that's a good thing, right? So, I guess you could say life is busy all round. How are things with you? How’s it going being a business owner these days?”
“It's a whole different set of challenges to just working at the daycare,” I replied. “But I'm really glad I went ahead and bought it. It's been hard, but very rewarding. I'm actually turning a good profit these days, even though things can be stressful and unlike your hubs, I can’t say I enjoy the stress,” I joked.
“Yeah, well, I never claimed he was normal. So, what else is new?”
“Well,” I said. “This new guy just moved into the house across the road from me.”
“The one that's been empty for months?”
“Yeah, that one.”
A mischievous grin spread across her face.
“And is he hot? Is he rich? No, wait, he lives in your neighborhood, so probably not rich. So, is he gainfully employed? And most importantly... is he single?”
I chuckled. “Actually, he is hot. Like holy hell hot. Like those guys you see on calendars hot. The first time I saw him, which was earlier today, he was mowing his lawn shirtless – all muscled and ripped.”
Kerry laughed. “No way! And did you speak to him?”
“Actually, I've got his kid sleeping in the room Ethan always sleeps in.”
“What? Damn girl, you move fast!” Kerry teased.
“You know it's nothing like that! He's a single dad. And yes, he is gainfully employed. He's the new principal of the high school down the road, JFK High.”
“Wait. He’s a principal? How old is this guy?”
“According to the neighborhood historian, he’s 32. I guess he must be really good at his job. Anyway, his babysitter canceled at the last minute, so I offered to help him out.”
“Oh, I bet you did.” She gave me that nod like I was some kind of harlot. “And what's he gonna give you in return? A nice, long, drawn-out massage, huh?” she asked with a wink.
“No,” I replied with a laugh. “That wasn’t part of the bargain, but a girl can dream,” I joked. “And hey, he says he's good at handyman stuff, so—”
“Oooo, so he’s good with his hands,” Kerry wiggled her eyebrows.
“I was gonna say he's going to help me fix up a few things around the house. You know I'm not good with that stuff.”
She nodded. “Yeah, I know. I guess that worked out pretty well then, huh?”
“It did.”