work kept them away from home the majority of the time. More so than my parents, I realized. I felt sorry for him because I knew how hard it was when my parents weren’t home. I got the impression that he was very mature because of that.
He told me that his parents had hired a live-in nanny when he was younger. From his explanation, I drew the conclusion that she wasn’t the greatest person in the world. She hadn’t been mean to him or abused him or anything like that. She had just been I guess you could say, very distant from him. She did her job proficiently. The cooking and cleaning was always done without fail. She wasn’t the type of person who prized children, but she didn’t dislike them either. He said she had been very professional.
His parents had let her go when Eric turned fourteen. They didn’t see any reason that he would need a nanny anymore. He was plenty old enough and was mature enough to stay by himself. And from then until now he has basically taken care of himself.
Out of the blue, my phone rang. It was Mom. I hadn't realized that the time was passing so quickly. She was on her way home and asked if we would like to have something to eat from town. I asked Eric if he would stay and eat with us and he agreed eagerly. I was glad because I wasn’t quite ready for him to leave.
I asked her what she had in mind to get.
“Just whatever you kids want will be fine with me.” she said.
“Does a cheeseburger sound good to you?” I asked Eric.
“Sure does. A Whopper meal from Burger King would be great.”
Actually, I had been thinking the same thing. What a coincidence, I thought to myself. I told Mom what we wanted and she said she would be home shortly.
Eric thanked me for inviting him to stay and eat.
“Well, I could hardly eat in front of you knowing you were just as hungry as I am.”
“Was my stomach really growling that loud?” He laughed as his face turned bright red.
“Yep, sure was.” I laughed uncontrollably.
The movie was over so Eric got up and took it out to put back in the case. Time sure does fly when you’re having fun. And I was having fun. I enjoyed Eric’s company. He gave me a sense of comfort like coming home when you had been away for a week. He seemed to be just as comfortable with me.
I saw Mom's car pulling up the driveway.
“Mom’s here. I’m going to go out and help her carry her things in.”
“Oh, I'll help too.” He replied as he opened the front door for me. “Ladies first.”
My heart melted.
“Thank you.”
Mom had just got out of the car when we reached the driveway.
“Hi sweetie .” she said as she hugged me.
“Hello Mrs. Sims .” Eric said politely.
“Oh. Hello. You must be Eric.” Mom replied giving me a wink.
As we got the food out of the car, I noticed Mom hadn't brought her briefcase home with her. She was smiling when I looked up at her. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
“I have absolutely, no intentions of working tonight .” she said. Her face was set with a determined look. I bet she has no intentions of working, but I don’t think I would mind if she did. At least for tonight. That was awful of me, I know, but I wanted to spend my time with Eric.
We carried everything into the house. I was so hungry that I could hardly wait to eat. Eric took the burgers and fries out of the bag and placed them on the table in order. I thought that was strange. I guess he likes to be organized, but I’m thinking it looked more like obsessive compulsive disorder.
I got three plates out of the cabinet and put them on the island. Eric, surprisingly, took two of them and put them on the counter in front of him. I watched him as he unwrapped two of the burgers. Putting them on each of the plates he asked me for a knife. I shot him a confused look.
“I’m going to cut your burger for you .” he said
He told me that his parents had hired a live-in nanny when he was younger. From his explanation, I drew the conclusion that she wasn’t the greatest person in the world. She hadn’t been mean to him or abused him or anything like that. She had just been I guess you could say, very distant from him. She did her job proficiently. The cooking and cleaning was always done without fail. She wasn’t the type of person who prized children, but she didn’t dislike them either. He said she had been very professional.
His parents had let her go when Eric turned fourteen. They didn’t see any reason that he would need a nanny anymore. He was plenty old enough and was mature enough to stay by himself. And from then until now he has basically taken care of himself.
Out of the blue, my phone rang. It was Mom. I hadn't realized that the time was passing so quickly. She was on her way home and asked if we would like to have something to eat from town. I asked Eric if he would stay and eat with us and he agreed eagerly. I was glad because I wasn’t quite ready for him to leave.
I asked her what she had in mind to get.
“Just whatever you kids want will be fine with me.” she said.
“Does a cheeseburger sound good to you?” I asked Eric.
“Sure does. A Whopper meal from Burger King would be great.”
Actually, I had been thinking the same thing. What a coincidence, I thought to myself. I told Mom what we wanted and she said she would be home shortly.
Eric thanked me for inviting him to stay and eat.
“Well, I could hardly eat in front of you knowing you were just as hungry as I am.”
“Was my stomach really growling that loud?” He laughed as his face turned bright red.
“Yep, sure was.” I laughed uncontrollably.
The movie was over so Eric got up and took it out to put back in the case. Time sure does fly when you’re having fun. And I was having fun. I enjoyed Eric’s company. He gave me a sense of comfort like coming home when you had been away for a week. He seemed to be just as comfortable with me.
I saw Mom's car pulling up the driveway.
“Mom’s here. I’m going to go out and help her carry her things in.”
“Oh, I'll help too.” He replied as he opened the front door for me. “Ladies first.”
My heart melted.
“Thank you.”
Mom had just got out of the car when we reached the driveway.
“Hi sweetie .” she said as she hugged me.
“Hello Mrs. Sims .” Eric said politely.
“Oh. Hello. You must be Eric.” Mom replied giving me a wink.
As we got the food out of the car, I noticed Mom hadn't brought her briefcase home with her. She was smiling when I looked up at her. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
“I have absolutely, no intentions of working tonight .” she said. Her face was set with a determined look. I bet she has no intentions of working, but I don’t think I would mind if she did. At least for tonight. That was awful of me, I know, but I wanted to spend my time with Eric.
We carried everything into the house. I was so hungry that I could hardly wait to eat. Eric took the burgers and fries out of the bag and placed them on the table in order. I thought that was strange. I guess he likes to be organized, but I’m thinking it looked more like obsessive compulsive disorder.
I got three plates out of the cabinet and put them on the island. Eric, surprisingly, took two of them and put them on the counter in front of him. I watched him as he unwrapped two of the burgers. Putting them on each of the plates he asked me for a knife. I shot him a confused look.
“I’m going to cut your burger for you .” he said
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