Thursday June 7, 1990
Donna sat in a wooden chair, with an emerald green wall behind her. She was smiling and looking ahead.
"Past experiences." Said a deep voice, of an unseen-able man. Donna smiled.
"Well… I haven't really had any experiences with working at a law firm. I took a law class in college. And I applied as like an assistant. So I think I can handle that. At least till you know, I find something… never mind, I'll be responsible and love to work here."
"Well… we will give you a call Mrs. Foreman. Do you have any questions?"
Donna walked into her house. Her gray skirt swung as she walked into the kitchen and sat down.
"Chicken! I love chicken!" Eric sang. He turned around and smiled. "How were the interviews?"
"Horrible." Donna said. Leaning on her hand.
"Mom's." Eric smiled.
"Everything went well?" Donna asked.
"Other then he mixed up three files that are going to take at least two months to put back in order… yeah."
"Oh god." Donna said rubbing her temples. "It keeps getting better."
"Yep!" Eric said and turned around, back to his food. He heard an "argh" from Donna and then a thud. He turned around to see Donna's head in her arms, shaking her head. Eric opened his mouth, and then closed it. He turned around and Shook his head. "I like chicken."
Jackie sat in the cramped office and gingerly tapped her foot on the hard linoleum floor. Maybe she shouldn't have come.
"Mrs. Hyde?" A short, pudgy woman said coming out from another office that was attached to the cramped office. Jackie looked at the woman, taking her in. The woman was no taller then maybe, 4 foot 11. She was a little pudgy, wearing a gray suit with a white shirt under it. Her brown hair was tied in a tight bun, with little streaks of gray.
"Um, yes." Jackie stood up. The pudgy woman took a step back, allowing Jackie to come in.
"Mrs. Hyde, I'm Mrs. Simon." The pudgy woman said sitting at the large desk. She put on a pair of round glasses and looked down at her desk, which had a clutter of papers. "Sister Catherine said you wanted to have a visit with one of the children here?"
"Yes, I do actually. Jamie Bronze?"
"Bronze, Bronze, Bronze." The woman chanted to herself as she ruffled through her papers. "Ah. Here it is, Jamie Bronze. Are you a friend?" The pudgy woman asked, a little confused.
"Um… yes… me and he met a few weeks ago, I took him out to dinner, bought him some new clothes, bathed and gave him a hair cut." Jackie said, looking at the women.
"I see… we don't usually allow visits with the children." Mrs. Simon said, looking down at the papers again.
"Well… I just want to say hi, and see how he is. Maybe take him out to lunch."
"Mrs. Hyde, we truly do frown upon visitors with the children. We don't like giving a child false hope. Last thing we need is little Jamal getting attached." Mrs. Simon looked up.
"It's Jamie. And what false hope? I want him to know that I like him as a person. And I want to see him."
"I'm sorry Mrs. Hyde."
"I'm sorry too. Sorry that Jamie has to live with these asshole-ish rules." Jackie grabbed her purse and got up. "Thank you for your time Mrs. Simon." And she stalked out.
Saturday June 16, 1990
Eric looked at Luke who stared at his father.
"Daddy… why is mommy running around?"
"Cause mommy is looking for a job."
"Because she wants one."
"Because she misses having one."
"Ok!" Luke smiled and scurried ((like a squirrel, haha)) away to play in the living room. Eric shook his head and went back to the work on the desk. His office was not happy with Luke coming to work everyday. They were a little tired of the tiny boy running around, switching files, ripping papers, stealing tupays… Eric smiled shrugged and said that he was worse at that age. After a laugh and chuckle, here and there, he would take Luke back into his office.
"Eric?" He looked up to see Donna leaning in the door frame.
"Hi." Donna smiled.
"Good interview?" Eric asked hopefully.
"I don't know. After she began laughing… I sort of left." Donna shrugged.
"Your son misses you." Eric said, straying away from the interview conversation.
"I miss him too. I've been at a lot of interviews, huh?" Donna said coming in.
"Yeah." Eric nodded.
"And I don't have a chance with any of them."
"You never know." Eric smiled.
"Whatever." Donna sighed. "I'm going to go play with Luke. I'll talk to you later."
"Ok." Eric watched as Donna slinked out of the room. "I love you." Eric shouted a bit. Donna simply nodded.
Jackie hung from the window of the second floor; she pulled herself up and fell into the old house. "Ow!" She whispered loudly, as she jumped up. She looked around the small room she had landed in. There were various toys scattered around the room. They looked old and used.
"It's like a needle in a hay stack."
"Who are you?" Jackie turned around and smiled at the tiny boy behind her.
"I'm… an… angel." Jackie said, she had lied to Elise and Luke on several occasion about stupid things, this was no different.
"You're a pretty angle. Sister Jessica showed us pictures of not pretty angels." The boy said, his meek voice just above a whisper.
"Well… I'm a guardian angle. I'm looking for the little boy I look after."
"Who?" The little boy asked.
"A big boy, Jamie." Jackie asked. The little boy looked confused.
"The big kids are playing outside." The little boy smiled.
"Are you serious?" Jackie said as her shoulders fell.
"Just fly outside, to the back of the home." He little boy said, as if it was the most logical thing. Jackie looked at the boy and then the ceiling, and then back at the boy. She let a small smile play on her lips.
"Thank you Justin." She kissed the boys head and gave him a snickers bar that she had in her purse. "Since I'm on Earth, I can't fly… but I'm good at climbing."
"Thank you for the candy."