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“I don’t know. I became invested after the first clap.” She puts a lazy arm over my shoulder to recover her breath and we stay like that for a while before we realize the awkwardness of the position.
Just then, we hear a tiny voice from the doorway. “You left me.”
I whip my head around to see an infuriated Skylar. Both of her fists are clenched into tight balls and her lips are curved downwards.
“Why do I feel scared?” Rebecca whispers.
“I don’t know,” I whisper back, “…but I’m terrified as well.”
“That’s awful. You were supposed to assure me.”.
“We have to pick the prefect time to run.” We must be precise and deliberate about it.
Skylar takes a step forward. Both of us move back a little.
“What is she going to do to us?” Rebecca is more confused than scared.
What could have had the panties of a grown man in a twist regarding a four-year-old?
Rebecca’s dilemma is finally settled when with a screech, Skylar finally charges at us with a loud screech.
“Taaaagggg!”she bounds for us, and we immediately scatter with Rebecca screaming at the top of her lungs.
We don’t really move fast, because of course, Skylar wouldn’t be able to keep up.
All the play overloads her sensory receptors and I can tell this is one of the best days in her little life, simply by the massive smile on her face.
She’s literally grinning from ear-to-ear, as she chases her mother down. Rebecca on her own is having quite a time. Seeing her smiling like this makes me realize that she’s a lot more beautiful when she’s happy.
And Rebecca’s already a drop-dead pretty person with a tired scowl on her face. She has no makeup on her face which is unusual, and I can see little sleep bags under her eyes, which is emphasized more as she begins to sweat a little.
My boss wipes the sweat off her brow and gives me an exhausted look. “How long till her bedtime?”
I check my watch. “Three hours, but with how much she’s running, it might be earlier,” I say as I manage to narrowly evade Skylar’s charge.
“You can go. I’ll take care of putting her to bed.” I shrug. I’m used to the chore already.
Besides, if I know nothing about Rebecca, the only thing that I can tell right from the get-go is that she’s an insanely hard worker. It’s almost part of her identity at this point.
And it’s obviously telling on her.
Maybe that’s why she needs so much make up, when without it she’d have been beautiful. I’m my opinion, the crow’s feet beside her eyes add a twine of maturity to her already developed beauty.
If I were to take a guess, the makeup she wears isn’t to enhance her beauty. It’s to hide the stress. To mask the fact that inside, she’s a woman about to break in half.
Time passes,and like a slow working anesthetic, Skylar begins to tire. One thing I love about this is that once she falls asleep, that’s just about it till the very next day.
She’s pretty much a log of wood for the rest of the night.
She robs her eyes as her movements begin to slow down and comes automatically to me so that I can do the needful.
First, we must go to Marie for her bath, but Rebecca insists on doing it herself.
I give them the proper privacy, and when they’re out, I escort them to the room. It’s a routine for Skylar and me to have a conversation before she falls asleep, probably with me playing with her hair or hands as a lull to get her to sleep faster.
“Well, I wish there was someone who could do that for me,” Rebecca sighs wistfully. “A lot of privileges we had as children that we took for granted, don’t you think?”
“Yup. I could put you to sleep,” I tell her.
