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“Okay, little weirdo. Let’s go do homework,” I prompt.
We all get to our feet and head to their reading room, because of course they’ve got a separate room, all to themselves, for reading. Rich kids.
Their homework takes a little over an hour. And I can ascertain that both children are definitely smarter than most kids I’ve encountered. Mason kept on telling me that he’s only going to take AP classes in high school. He’s a complete overachiever. And snobby as well. Madison’s cute though.
A part of me thought this was going to be a disaster but it’s been going really well. Maybe I do have a knack with kids. After homework, I prepare a snack for them and it is delightful to hear them speak highly of my culinary skills.
“This is so good,” Madison moans, biting her crepe with a grin on her face.
“You should come be our chef. I’m sure Dad will pay you well,” Mason states.
I raise an eyebrow. “And what’s wrong with your normal chef?”
He shrugs. “He’s not as good as you.”
“Mase is right, Julie. You’re a really, really good cook. You should work at a restaurant or something,” his sister states.
“I did work at a restaurant,” I inform them.
“Did? Now what do you do?”
“I am-” I pause. “Unemployed.”
Mason raises an eyebrow. “Daddy says every adult should have a job.”
Burn.
“Well, your dad can’t exactly relate to the thousands of other people in Virginia who sometimes lose their jobs due to unfortunate circumstances.”
He blinks at me. I hadn’t meant to get so heated but any mention of their dad sends me into a fury.
“What were the unfortunate circumstances?” Madison asks innocently.
I tell them about the fire at my workplace.
“And you haven’t been able to get a job since then?” Mason questions and I shake my head. “You should talk to my dad. He has a lot of connections. Maybe he’ll have a job for you.”
Not a chance in hell, kid.I know he means well, though, so I ruffle his curly brown hair.
“I don’t think it’s right to bother your dad on that. I barely know him.”
“But we know him. And we know he’ll help you,” Madison says.
“It’s fine, guys. I’ll get a job on my own. And once I do, I promise you’ll be the first to know,” I tell them with a smile.
Despite my doubts, I actually like the both of them. Lisabell was right, you can’t not like the Callahan kids. They’re so adorable—well, at least Madison is. And because they’re so smart and mature, it’s almost like I’m talking to my friends instead of little kids. Their dad raised them well.
“Now, can we go watchSpongeBob?” I question.
Both kids stare at each other. It takes me a second to realize they’re doing a telepathy thing that twins usually do. It’s weird to witness it in person. Once they’re done, Madison smiles, while Mason gives me a creepy smirk.
“If we watchSpongeBobwith you, you’ll let us watch a show we wanna watch?” Madison asks.
My eyes narrow. “What show?”
“Stranger Things,” Mason replies.
I haven’t seen it, but I do know it’s about little kids with superpowers or something. I’m pretty sure it’s also a little creepy and gory.
