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"I no
ticed there was no family in court for you. Is there a reason, I mean the file said you had two parents? I saw and heard that man talking to you. He certainly wasn't a pleasant sort."
Leah hung her head, "McFarland, is my father's business manager. And I suppose I've been reduced to business instead of family now. But no matter. They are busy people." She replied with a tight lip. "They just didn't have the time to come down and I'm sure it would be a slap in the face to have to come to court for me. They sent McFarland, as far as they are concerned, their obligation was taken care of long ago. He'll give them a full report, no doubt." She couldn't keep the sting out of her words, but the hurt she'd buried deep inside her.
"I see. Look, I don't know your entire circumstance, but we don't judge you here, Leah. And we have good ears, if you ever need to talk to someone. Just wanted you to know that."
"Thanks, I'll try to remember that. But don't worry, I know how parents are. There just isn't enough time in the day to worry about it. No sweat." Leah tried to smile but mentioning her parents brought emotions up. She couldn't deal with emotions just yet.
"What I'm telling you is, around here, we have the time to talk to you. Feel free."
She felt a hot tear sting her eye, but she forced it not to fall. The man was so nice, she couldn't hardly stand it.
When he left her alone, she sat on the edge of the bed, it was a soft mattress and bounced when she bounced a bit on it. She had an old dresser with a mirror. There was a small desk where she had a small eleven-inch laptop, and radio and a small Television set close to her bed. Truth be known, it was kind of homey. That was the word she was looking for. Homey was unfamiliar to her, but it looked friendly. And that fact, stabbed at her heart.
She opened her small case of clothes and put them in the drawers.
She went out in the hall and wondered where the bathroom was. But as she opened her door she bumped into a tall young man with brown hair and eyes, that was cute when he smiled. He had a squared off chin, and eyes that twinkled. "Sorry, I was looking for the bathroom."
"Oh sure, it's down here, we only have two in the house. This one is for us boys and you, but we aren't in there very often. Oh, I'm sorry, I'm Jeremiah."
"Leah." She nodded.
"We'll be working together." He informed her.
"Yeah I heard." She gave a quick ineffective smile.
He opened the bathroom door for her, "You can put your stuff in the little cabinet behind the door there." He told her. "It's all for you."
"Okay." She unloaded her toothbrush a razor and her comb and brush.
"I don't know whether dad told you or not, but girls aren't allowed make-up unless they are going to town or to a dance."
"He told me, but I didn't understand the reason for it.. Why?" She turned to look at him with a frown.
"Because the kind of work we do, it gets hot and sweaty and your make-up would probably run and look awful by the end of the day, so unless you are going somewhere you won't need it here."
"Wow, you sure have some strange rules here. But that's no problem for me, I don't use much."
"Most of them are for your own good, but I think you'll see that it's just common sense. Besides, it doesn't look as though you would need much anyway."
"Okay, whatever." She shook her head.
"It's really not as bad as you might think. Give it a chance." He offered.
She shrugged. "I guess. You go to school?" She asked curiously.
"Yeah, I'm in my first year of college, but I'm off for the summer, so I'll be here until you leave."
"College huh? What are you studying?"
"Agriculture, mostly."
"Naturally." She scoffed.
She glanced at him again. It wasn't that he was ugly, but instead of tight fitting jeans and snug t-shirts, he wore regular fitting jeans and a t-shirt too. He was tall and thin, and when he smiled he was cute. But not her type. She went for hot guys, not dorky farm boys. Still, she'd be nice and try to get along. He was muscular and well built though.
She went back to her room and finished unpacking.
