I was not expecting for Evie to come home again so soon. She is always “taking a break” from her college experience. At this rate, it may take her until she is thirty before she finishes her degree. The degree is still another issue. She has changed majors so many times that I have no idea what kind of degree she will finally receive. I wish I knew where I had gone wrong with her. I had the help of Robert and Mary Edwards, my friends for over twenty years. They had a daughter, Claire, that was the same age as Evie. I had hoped with their help and having Claire to keep her company, things would have turned out better.
Claire and Evie were different as night and day. They have been thick as thieves ever since they were three years old in preschool. After my wife, Fiona, died in a car accident, I was a wreck. I had no idea how to take care of a little girl. If it wasn’t for my best friends, Robert and Mary Edwards, I would not have made it through. Fiona took care of Evie. I was busy trying to make a name for myself in the real estate business. I loved my family but I wanted to be able to provide for them. I had grown up poor without a father in the house and I never wanted that for my daughter. I think I spoiled Evie way too much and that is why she is acting the way she is and not taking anything seriously. She didn’t have responsibilities the same way that Claire did. The Edwards’ were two hard working people but they weren’t rich money wise, but they provided for Claire the best that they could. I took care of Evie, but with money instead of being a parent like I should have been. I had nannies when I had to work late. I had tutors when she did not do well in school. I bailed her out of so many things when she was a teenager, the bail bondsman was on speed dial. Thankfully, I was able to keep all of her indiscretions out of court. I wanted her to get her act together and be a grown up for once. Evie is twenty-two years old and should finally be graduating, but I have this sinking feeling that her unexpected trip home is not good news. Whenever she just pops up, something is going on at school. I can afford to send her to school as long as she wants to go but this is getting ridiculous. Claire finished her social work program in three years and has been interning for a year. She will start her full time work very soon. I am a horrible father and person. I know more about what is going one with my friends daughter than I know about my own. I have seen Claire grow into a beautiful woman and I am having thoughts I should not have for her. I see her sitting in her bedroom window seat when I get home at night. She doesn’t think I can see her. It makes me feel guilty when I happen to have a woman with me. I have my needs. These women mean nothing to me, but I cannot be celibate. It took me a long time after Fiona died, to start seeing women again. It is still only for sex, I have never wanted a serious relationship with any of them. Maybe I am becoming senile as I am getting older. I am having hot and very sexually inappropriate dreams about Claire. She is my Evie’s best friend and the daughter of my best friends. I feel like such a dirty old man. I have seen Claire grow up. She has had sleepovers at my house. I have driven her and Evie to birthday parties. I have attended Claire’s birthday parties. But now, I want to kiss every inch of her beautiful skin. I want to know how she tastes. I want to know what it feels like to kiss her. I wake up every morning and have to jerk myself off to just be able to even get out of bed. I can’t continue this way. Plus, there is no way that I can act on these feelings. I need to find a distraction. I am tired of the random woman hook ups, but that may be the only way to get Claire off of my mind before I do something really stupid.My first week on the job has been so hectic. My case load is huge. I have twenty different families that I am responsible for. That is a large number for a newbie like me. My supervisor, Janice Hayes, said that with my internship, I had proven myself to be able to handle that large of a work load. I am glad that she has such faith in me, but it scares me. I don’t want to disappoint her, the families I am responsible for, or my parents. I know they tell me they don’t need my help financially but I want to take care of them like they cared of me. I am so deep into the case files from today, that I don’t realize every one has already left for the day. It is only myself and the cleaning staff left in the building. “Miss Claire, what are you still doing here?” I look up and it’s Thelma. She and I have become very close since I have been here. She’s like another mother to me. She is always on me about making sure I eat and is always bringing me homemade treats. I think she is trying to f
My Lifelong Crush Claire has always had a crush on Rawls. She always thought he was handsome but never looked at him like anything other than her best friend’s dad. That changed when she turned sixteen years old. He did not have the dad bod and did not (at least most of the time) make the corny dad jokes. He worked out all of the time, so he was in good shape. He was also so handsome, with some gray at the temples in his black hair. She always wondered why he never got remarried. After his wife, Fiona, died he spent his time raising Evie. He has not been celibate for the last nineteen years. He had his share of women over the years. There were not many weekends that he slept alone. She was jealous of all of the women that had been with him. She has fantasized so many times of what it would be like for him to just kiss her. She dated while in college but no one ever measured up to him and she never slept with them either. The guys had always tried to get in her pants. But for some r
Claire Evie and her father, Rawls, were like family. Evie and I met in pre-school when we were only three years old. She had just lost her mom in a car accident. She was really shy and sat by herself at the back of the room. . I was the shy girl as well, so we both just gravitated towards each other. We were both only children, which was another way that we bonded. From pre-school until Evie left for college, we were together almost every day. We were both going to major in social work when we went to college. My parents could not afford for me to go away to college. I went to the local community college which was going to save time and money in the long run. To be able to pay for tuition, I worked full time, applied for grants, and even got a few scholarships for my grades. The community college only allowed me to complete my Associates Degree. The rest of my classes were taken online to get my Bachelors Degree. I was able to finish in three years so I could start my career early. I
Tomorrow I start my career as a full time social worker. I feel like this internship has taken forever. I am ready to get paid to do the job I went to school for. Six months without pay was hard but it will be well worth it once I start on my case load. I have hated not being able to contribute to the bills to help my parents. They have had some issues with their hours being cut back at work. Covid has hit this economy so hard, that no one is immune. Social work, unfortunately, is booming. It may keep me busy, but it means that there are families and children are struggling as well. I am sitting in the window seat of my bedroom when I see Rawls come home from work. I am hoping he does not have a woman with him. I hate seeing those women getting out of his car. I am so jealous of what they have, which is him. He hasn’t been a monk since his wife died. The painful part for me was that I fell in love with him when I turned sixteen. I can still remember that day like it was yesterday.