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In about half an hour, all three of them were sitting at the table again, eating pancakes. Parker’s face was gleaming with joy, as he stuffed his face. Jesse wasn’t far behind either. Rene ate just one, and was drinking some orange juice, waiting for them to finish.

“These are really good,” Jesse said, pushing the plate away and patting himself on the belly.

“They’re just pancakes,” she dismissed his compliment.

She was actually wondering what he was still doing there. Was this whole thing just a set up for Hyde to check up on her to see if she was doing a good job? Wasn’t Parker’s joy at seeing her enough? Or was this guy just here because he had nowhere else to be?

“The best pancakes ever!” Parker cheerfully added and Rene was suddenly washed over with pride.

“Well, if you’re done, we could get down to work then,” she told him.

“Work?” Parker wondered, taking the last piece of the last pancake.

“I was thinking we could make a little garden, for our wriggly friends,” she suggested.

“A worm garden!?” Parker almost started coughing at the thought, and Rene had to jump and pat him strongly on the back. “I’m OK…” he finally said, clearing his throat a little.

“I didn’t know you’d get that excited,” Rene smiled, “otherwise, I’d wait for you to finish.”

“I want to do it now!” he jumped up from his seat.

“Well, first you have to get dressed, because we can’t go out if you’re still wearing your pajamas,” she pointed at his clothes.

“Why not?” he wondered.

“Yeah, why not?” Jesse repeated and Rene almost burst out laughing.

“Because, it’s not polite, that’s why,” she tried the only answer she could think of.

“Not polite?” Parker repeated. “Why would other people care about what I’m wearing?”

“You know, that’s actually a great question,” Jesse snickered, “why indeed?”

“You’re worse than he is,” she hissed at him, but it was obvious to all of them that she was having as much fun as they were.

“That still doesn’t answer our question,” Jesse insisted and Parker laughed.

“I stand corrected,” she suddenly decided not to fight them on this one any longer, “it’s your yard. You get to wear whatever you want. If your neighbors don’t like it, they can just go back inside.”

“See, bud, we won!” Jesse turned to Parker, gave him a high five, and they all laughed again.

“I like my pajamas,” Parker suddenly added, looking down at the blue space with planets and space ships which covered his pajamas, “but, I think I’d like to go and get dressed.”

“Whatever you choose, bud. Always remember, it’s your choice and no one else’s!”

But, Parker didn’t even wait to hear what uncle Jesse had to say. He rushed out of the kitchen, leaving Rene and Jesse alone.

“I can see why he likes you,” Jesse turned to Rene. “And he’s really picky about the company he keeps.”

“Well, he’s a sweet kid,” she smiled.

“I wasn’t talking about Parker,” Jesse corrected her, and she felt a sudden rush of blood in her cheeks, making her poppy red.

She knew it was visible. It always was, and many people would make jokes about it. Eventually, she just stopped paying attention to it. It sucked that her annoyance or embarrassment always showed up on her face, but it was something she couldn’t avoid, so there was no point getting even more upset about it.

“What do you mean?” she wondered, pretending like it was just some irrelevant question.

“Hyde,” Jesse explained. “I can see why he’d choose you over all the other applicants.”

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