Emily walks past Luther and comes to stand in front of me. I on the other hand can't take my eyes away from Luther and his persistent glare.
"Hi", she says. "Welcome" I finally pull away from Luther's gaze to face her. "What is he doing here?", I ask, aiming for a whisper, but end up talking loud enough for Luther's ears. "About that. I forgot to mention that he's the one you'd be working for" "What?", Luther and I exclaim at the same time. "You can't be fucking serious. Her?", Luther queries, looking disgusted. "What is that supposed to mean?", l ask, affronted. I don't want to work for him either but he's looking at me like a stain beneath his shoe. "Emily, this isn't what you told me", he says to Emily, pointedly ignoring me and my question. "No, what I told you was that I had someone that would be great for the job you wanted. Here she is" "No", he says simply, walking away without a second glance. I immediately turn to Emily. "Em-", I start but she cuts me off. "Listen, I'm sorry for not telling you. I just didn't think it was necessary, and I didn't want to deter you from the job, I know how much you need it".She's using this against me, knowing how much I need money. "It would have been nice to get some warning at least. And besides, whats the use? He doesn't even want me" "Let me talk to him. Just stay here and don't worry about anything okay?" I nod reluctantly, torn between taking the job and risking my pride or simply walking away. Again, walking away isn't an option, not if I want Keila to be healthy again. She begins walking away, but stops halfway. "Another thing. One of the requirements for the job is not having a child. It's the only thing he could use against you so it's best if you don't mention Keila okay?" Again, she doesn't wait for my reply before she walks way. Lying to my boss on the very first day of the job. What a great way to start this work relationship. The butler, Salud comes out again and ushers me to a sitting area where I'm served some refreshments while I wait to hear that I should leave because Luther thinks I'm way too beneath him to work for him. Salud comes back in a few minutes. "Mr Chapman would like to see you in his office now ma'am" "Okay, lead the way", I say, fully prepared to deal with anything Luther has to say to me. We get to a long, dark and quiet hallway that has a huge door at the end. There are voices sipping out from under the door, and the closer we get, the clearer the voices become. "Emily. I don't want this" "No you don't, but you need it. I just know that she's right for this, trust me" Their conversation abruptly stops when Salud pushes open the door. I wonder if they suspect that I heard the tail end of it. Emily plasters on her warm smile as she sees me walk in. Luther goes for the glare. I ignore him. "You have the job", Emily says, thoroughly surprising me. Up until a minute ago, I was sure I was not going to be getting this job so obviously the news makes me happy. Of course Luther finds a way to ruin it when he opens his mouth. "Not yet, I still have to interview her", he says, his colorful glare still trained on my face. Emily rolls her eyes and touches my arm. "Don't worry, it's just a formality. The job is already yours", she assures me. "We'll see about that", Luther says, settling back down behind his desk. He gestures to the seat in front of him and I sit down while Emily stands beside her cousin. "Any past experiences as a caretaker?" "Uh, no. Except if you consider the time I took care of my grandmother" He eyes me and I can almost hear the 'are you serious’ as loud as if he'd spoken it. He doesn't say anything though, just turns to look at Emily and then back to me. "Criminal record?" "Jesus", Emily exclaims, groaning. "None", I answer and he nods. "Husband?" "No" "Other jobs?" "No" "What happened to your last job?" "Got fired" "Why?" "They were assholes", l answer plainly and he stops, staring at me, letting me know that he’s waiting for me to elaborate. "My boss fired me to make space for her niece. Nepotism if you ask me", I say, feeling the residual anger from being fired. Luther exhales, continuing with his questions. "Any kids?". This particular question makes me freeze, knowing I have to lie. "Uhm, no", I answer clearing my throat. I don't know if he noticed my hesitation, if he did, he ignores it, moving on. "Do you have any commitments that might eat into your time at this job?" Yes, there's Keila, but I can’t tell him that since I just told him I don't have a kid. I'll just have to work around it while trying to spend time with Keila as well. "No. I don't have any commitments". He nods, satisfied with my answer. "One last thing. Your CV", he says and its quiet for a few minutes until Emily, who looks like she’s been holding herself back from butting in finally speaks. "Aren't you just a ray of sunshine". She slightly bends over the desk. "You're hired", she says to me. "Emily. I can't hire her without her CV", Luther argues, which honestly doesn't faze Emily. "Yeah right", she says dismissively. "Come on, I'll give you a tour" She pulls me up from the chair towards the door. Luther looks angry, but he always does, so I can't exactly tell if he's actually angry this time. I shrug apologetically at him as Emily continues to pull me away, slamming the door shut behind us.Yesterday, after getting the job with Luther, I had a long talk with Louis and Katie. I needed all the help I can get with taking care of Keila. My job contract states that I'm going to be a live-in caretaker, which means I have even less time with my daughter.I have only little leisure, grocery shopping every Tuesday, and then time off on weekends, I plan to utilize my weekends properly. Keila would be staying at the hospital for care and supervision for the next few months. Katie and Louis would visit her alternatively. It is a great way to allow them both time for other things, and also because Katie hates Louis guts.I already explained to Keila that I have to work to earn money for her stay at the hospital and that she would be seeing me a little less. She didn't like it, but she understood. She knows we've always been short on money and knows how much I have to work to take care of both of us. I hated making her sad but it was necessary.I start work today, and I hope to talk t
Luther doesn’t look impressed. He runs his grey eyes over my form for a few seconds, not saying anything. The look in his eyes convey his disgust. He’s never liked me, even made his dislike for me obvious. Before now, he honestly had no reason for that but right now, I hate that I gave him a reason to actually dislike me. I hate that I’m proving his point and feeding his stupid ego.I expect him to scold me, or even fire me at the spot. Surprisingly, all he does is to grumble out a firm “you’re late”, then he walks away, not giving me any more attention.I hurry towards him, his strides are long so it takes me a few seconds to catch up and then when I do, it’s hard to keep up with his steps. He must notice my struggle because he stops walking and turns to face me.“What are you doing?”, he asks, seemingly unhappy about my skittering around him.“I, uh, nothing”He runs that uncomfortable gaze over me again, making me self conscious, then he turns around to face me completely.“Listen,
Keila looks frailer, but at the same time, she looks happy to see me, and that’s enough.“Hey mommy, aunt Katie got me a lollipop and new toys”, she reports happily. I frown. Unlike other kids, Keila has strict restrictions on her diet so no matter how much she craves the snacks, sweets and outdoor games other kids play, it’s imperative that she’s only permitted to them once in a blue moon.I’m happy she got to have a lollipop after so long, but I’m also angry at Katie for giving it to her. Sure, she was being thoughtful and only wanted to make my daughter happy, but I’m still really worried.“What did you say to her?”, I ask, instilling manners even at the height of worry. She smiles, her little teeth on display.“I said, Thankyou aunt Katie, I hope you break the rules for me again next time”. Her response is accompanied by a cheeky smile and a mischievous twinkle in her eye. I laugh, unable to scold her and just generally happy that she still maintains this side of her.“Okay, okay,
The next day, I’m looking through Luther’s diet and restriction list in awe. There are so many things he’s not required to eat and then there are more foreign foods here than normal. I wonder if he has allergies.I get to work immediately, not willing to piss him off so early in the morning. The dish is fairly easy to prepare, the recipe simple. The only difficulty is working with strange ingredients but I somehow figure it out. Thankfully, I get it done nicely and finish up in time. Salad already showed me where Luther eats. In the mornings, he stays in the dining room for breakfast and sometimes if Emily is around, they have breakfast together. During lunch, he takes his food in his office. Dinner is mostly in his office too, with a few times that he chooses to eat in the dining if he finishes work early.When I get to the dining room, I see Luther already seated and reading a newspaper.That’s very ancient of him.I set the food down in front of him with a subtle smile. Luther take
I haven’t seen Luther since breakfast. He’s been in his office since. I video called Keila immediately I left his office earlier. She looked very happy to see my new room and kept asking me when she can visit, I couldn’t break her little heart by telling her they don’t know I have a daughter and so I can’t bring her over, so instead, I told her she can come when she gets better enough to be discharged. She agreed. Hopefully, by then I would have earned enough for her surgery and would be out of here. I wasn’t going to tell her that though, the goal was to protect her precious heart from breaking.We talked for a while before I let her go so she can take a nap. I took my own nap too almost immediately we ended the call.When I woke up, I went to continue about my duties. I’m required to do Luther’s laundry and also clean his room. He’s anal about the positions of items in his room and how regularly it should be cleaned so I’m expected to make his expectations.He’s still working so thi
“Less salt”, Luther instructs from behind me.“It’s less than a pinch already”, I complain.“Reduce it”. He’s not budging so I obey and reduce it as he instructed.It’s been a week since the last breakfast I made him and we’re currently in the kitchen and I’m preparing his breakfast after I took the first meal to him and he told me to toss it away, then dragged me here to supervise me as I make a new plate. The past twenty minutes has been hell with him breathing down my neck and criticizing my every move.“The pot is too hot”“Reduce the fire”“Wrong spatula”“Not enough butter”These are a few of the many things he’s corrected. Some were honestly unnecessary and simply petty if you ask me, but yes, let’s indulge the embodiment of pettiness that is Luther Chapman.We’re on the sauce now and I’m quite surprised that we managed to get here. I somehow expected that we’d be here till night with him micromanaging my actions.I pick up the pepper and I’m about to sprinkle some in when his
I take Luther’s breakfast to his office and watch as he takes the first bite.“You approve?”, I ask immediately he swallows.“Yes”, he says. “I obviously have to, I basically made it”Asshole. I don’t comment though, I need to be on his good side to ask for what I want. “So, uh, I wanted to ask you about something”“What is that?”, he grumbles out as he keeps eating. Not really bothering to look at me. “I was wondering if I could be paid in advance?”That pauses him in his eating and he looks up at me, pensive.“May I ask why?”“I need to pay off some bills”“The bills can wait”“They really can’t”, I say and he ignores me.I sigh. “It’s an emergency”“What do you need the money for?”“Like I said, bills”“Not good enough”, he says gruffly, going back to his food.I try to come up with a way to convince him without letting it slip that I have a daughter stashed in the hospital somewhere.“I might need to get an urgent hysterectomy and I need the money for the procedure”He freezes for
They’re lying, they have to be."Doctor, you have to check again. We need more time""We've been managing her condition since her birth, it's time to provide her a proper treatment and that has to be done as soon as possible", the doctor, Hawkins speaks, but I can't really hear him over the frantic pounding of my heart. He continues his speech but I can't hear anything. He must notice how lost I am because he calls out to me."Audrey? Are you listening to anything I'm saying?"I shake my head, trying to push away my spiraling thoughts."Yeah", my voice comes out scratchy. I clear my throat. "Yeah. I heard you. Can I see her?"He stares at me, pity evident on his face. He's been responsible for my daughter since she was a little baby with the kidney condition. He knows what a struggle it's been taking care of my self, Keila and all the medical bills, he knows how many jobs I've had to juggle just be able to afford the kind of care Keila needs to survive"Yes, you can see her. She shoul
I take Luther’s breakfast to his office and watch as he takes the first bite.“You approve?”, I ask immediately he swallows.“Yes”, he says. “I obviously have to, I basically made it”Asshole. I don’t comment though, I need to be on his good side to ask for what I want. “So, uh, I wanted to ask you about something”“What is that?”, he grumbles out as he keeps eating. Not really bothering to look at me. “I was wondering if I could be paid in advance?”That pauses him in his eating and he looks up at me, pensive.“May I ask why?”“I need to pay off some bills”“The bills can wait”“They really can’t”, I say and he ignores me.I sigh. “It’s an emergency”“What do you need the money for?”“Like I said, bills”“Not good enough”, he says gruffly, going back to his food.I try to come up with a way to convince him without letting it slip that I have a daughter stashed in the hospital somewhere.“I might need to get an urgent hysterectomy and I need the money for the procedure”He freezes for
“Less salt”, Luther instructs from behind me.“It’s less than a pinch already”, I complain.“Reduce it”. He’s not budging so I obey and reduce it as he instructed.It’s been a week since the last breakfast I made him and we’re currently in the kitchen and I’m preparing his breakfast after I took the first meal to him and he told me to toss it away, then dragged me here to supervise me as I make a new plate. The past twenty minutes has been hell with him breathing down my neck and criticizing my every move.“The pot is too hot”“Reduce the fire”“Wrong spatula”“Not enough butter”These are a few of the many things he’s corrected. Some were honestly unnecessary and simply petty if you ask me, but yes, let’s indulge the embodiment of pettiness that is Luther Chapman.We’re on the sauce now and I’m quite surprised that we managed to get here. I somehow expected that we’d be here till night with him micromanaging my actions.I pick up the pepper and I’m about to sprinkle some in when his
I haven’t seen Luther since breakfast. He’s been in his office since. I video called Keila immediately I left his office earlier. She looked very happy to see my new room and kept asking me when she can visit, I couldn’t break her little heart by telling her they don’t know I have a daughter and so I can’t bring her over, so instead, I told her she can come when she gets better enough to be discharged. She agreed. Hopefully, by then I would have earned enough for her surgery and would be out of here. I wasn’t going to tell her that though, the goal was to protect her precious heart from breaking.We talked for a while before I let her go so she can take a nap. I took my own nap too almost immediately we ended the call.When I woke up, I went to continue about my duties. I’m required to do Luther’s laundry and also clean his room. He’s anal about the positions of items in his room and how regularly it should be cleaned so I’m expected to make his expectations.He’s still working so thi
The next day, I’m looking through Luther’s diet and restriction list in awe. There are so many things he’s not required to eat and then there are more foreign foods here than normal. I wonder if he has allergies.I get to work immediately, not willing to piss him off so early in the morning. The dish is fairly easy to prepare, the recipe simple. The only difficulty is working with strange ingredients but I somehow figure it out. Thankfully, I get it done nicely and finish up in time. Salad already showed me where Luther eats. In the mornings, he stays in the dining room for breakfast and sometimes if Emily is around, they have breakfast together. During lunch, he takes his food in his office. Dinner is mostly in his office too, with a few times that he chooses to eat in the dining if he finishes work early.When I get to the dining room, I see Luther already seated and reading a newspaper.That’s very ancient of him.I set the food down in front of him with a subtle smile. Luther take
Keila looks frailer, but at the same time, she looks happy to see me, and that’s enough.“Hey mommy, aunt Katie got me a lollipop and new toys”, she reports happily. I frown. Unlike other kids, Keila has strict restrictions on her diet so no matter how much she craves the snacks, sweets and outdoor games other kids play, it’s imperative that she’s only permitted to them once in a blue moon.I’m happy she got to have a lollipop after so long, but I’m also angry at Katie for giving it to her. Sure, she was being thoughtful and only wanted to make my daughter happy, but I’m still really worried.“What did you say to her?”, I ask, instilling manners even at the height of worry. She smiles, her little teeth on display.“I said, Thankyou aunt Katie, I hope you break the rules for me again next time”. Her response is accompanied by a cheeky smile and a mischievous twinkle in her eye. I laugh, unable to scold her and just generally happy that she still maintains this side of her.“Okay, okay,
Luther doesn’t look impressed. He runs his grey eyes over my form for a few seconds, not saying anything. The look in his eyes convey his disgust. He’s never liked me, even made his dislike for me obvious. Before now, he honestly had no reason for that but right now, I hate that I gave him a reason to actually dislike me. I hate that I’m proving his point and feeding his stupid ego.I expect him to scold me, or even fire me at the spot. Surprisingly, all he does is to grumble out a firm “you’re late”, then he walks away, not giving me any more attention.I hurry towards him, his strides are long so it takes me a few seconds to catch up and then when I do, it’s hard to keep up with his steps. He must notice my struggle because he stops walking and turns to face me.“What are you doing?”, he asks, seemingly unhappy about my skittering around him.“I, uh, nothing”He runs that uncomfortable gaze over me again, making me self conscious, then he turns around to face me completely.“Listen,
Yesterday, after getting the job with Luther, I had a long talk with Louis and Katie. I needed all the help I can get with taking care of Keila. My job contract states that I'm going to be a live-in caretaker, which means I have even less time with my daughter.I have only little leisure, grocery shopping every Tuesday, and then time off on weekends, I plan to utilize my weekends properly. Keila would be staying at the hospital for care and supervision for the next few months. Katie and Louis would visit her alternatively. It is a great way to allow them both time for other things, and also because Katie hates Louis guts.I already explained to Keila that I have to work to earn money for her stay at the hospital and that she would be seeing me a little less. She didn't like it, but she understood. She knows we've always been short on money and knows how much I have to work to take care of both of us. I hated making her sad but it was necessary.I start work today, and I hope to talk t
Emily walks past Luther and comes to stand in front of me. I on the other hand can't take my eyes away from Luther and his persistent glare."Hi", she says. "Welcome"I finally pull away from Luther's gaze to face her."What is he doing here?", I ask, aiming for a whisper, but end up talking loud enough for Luther's ears."About that. I forgot to mention that he's the one you'd be working for""What?", Luther and I exclaim at the same time."You can't be fucking serious. Her?", Luther queries, looking disgusted."What is that supposed to mean?", l ask, affronted. I don't want to work for him either but he's looking at me like a stain beneath his shoe."Emily, this isn't what you told me", he says to Emily, pointedly ignoring me and my question."No, what I told you was that I had someone that would be great for the job you wanted. Here she is""No", he says simply, walking away without a second glance. I immediately turn to Emily."Em-", I start but she cuts me off."Listen, I'm sorry
I'm tempted to run in the opposite direction if it wouldn't be so obvious. Emily stops right In front of me."Hey", she greets and I nod in response."Hi. What are you doing here?". Her cousins walks away just as I finish my question.Emily sighs, smiling apologetically. I smile back, hating that she always has to apologize on his behalf when he's the obnoxious prick he's always been."I had to sort out a few things here. How are you?""Great. How have you been you know, coping?""I mean, how else do you cope when you lose a person?", she asks with a sad smile."I'm sorry", I reply shamefully."It's fine. I'm done with my business here. Do you want to go for a walk? You look like you need it" I nod, because she's right, I do need it.For the next hour, Emily and I walk around the hospital premises. Not too far, so l can still get to Keila in time. We talk about her, her son before he died and her life after she lost him. She tells me how it's been difficult accepting that his death wa