Sylvia was minding her own bees wax when she heard a man call her name. She was startled because she was not expecting anyone on a Sunday afternoon to be looking for her anywhere. She turned around and a tall man with blonde hair smiled at her. She didn’t like guys with blonde hair or guys who smiled for no reason. “Yes?” She asked him standing close to an old oak tree in the park near her house.
“Hi, My name is Derrick Rynestine and I am here about the job offer…” He smiled and handed her some paperwork.
“Oh, for the the kid’s music teacher at my father’s school…” She remembered now that she was the contact person for this position.
She pointed over o the old park bench with the peeling white paint. “We can sit over there and I can look at everything.” She blushed because that sounded so…His blue eyes brightened he was cheerful enough.
“I love kids and I love music I taught for two years over in Blue field.” He pointed at the part of the application that mentioned his last job. For a moment she was angry at her father for leaving these kind of jobs on her to tend to, but he was getting older and she had volunteered. He loved his little private school and She read his resume carefully.
“Well, of course my father would have to be the one in the end to say yes or no, Mr.” She had already forgotten his name.
“Derrick.” He reminded her.
“Okay,Derrick,well my father would love to look at this I will take it to him and give you a good word or two…” She stood up and he shook her hand. He thought she was very beautiful with pale auburn hair and green eyes she looked like a forest Imp out here under the trees.
They said goodbye and she wanted to cry she was drained suddenly. Often she could pick up other people’s feelings and he was putting out feelings of hope and of wanting. Did he want her? She shook her head, of course not he must be craving a cheese burger for lunch! She took her black satchel bag and began the short walk back to her apartment.
Her father was in his wheel chair and the nurse was laughing with him. He was forever the flirt. He smiled when he saw his beautiful daughter so much like a ghost of her beautiful mother.
“Ah you brought me something? Cinnamon rolls?” He asked hopefully.
“No, a resume.” She handed it her father and he waves his hand. “As long as they don’t eat kids, just hire them.” He was in a rush to find a music teacher because soon classes would begin.
“I think he would do a good job he is very qualified.” She took the paperwork upstairs and sat down on the bed. She wanted to sleep. It seemed she was always tired there was no much to look forward to anymore she was 40 and recently divorced her two teenage sons were with their father, why did it seemed all the years of loving them had been only for their father to take them away to his new “Love” Pad. She felt more like a teenager again forced to live with her father. It was a hell. She laughed..because her father showered her with a lot of love.
She picked up her cell phone and called Derrick. “It’s good news, my father said yes. I need to talk to you about everything and get you ready for school there is some days you must prepare your classroom.”
“That’s great news!” He told her and she falls back on her bed and thinks of the tall man with the blue eyes.
The next day in the coffee shop she gives him papers and a pen to sign all the paperwork. She keeps looking at his hands long fingers that play the piano very well. He is handsome and brilliant and the sun shines on him like a greek God.
“You know I can play all the recent hip hop songs.” He takes a sip of coffee.
“I don’t think my dad would go for that, he’s more old school.” She pushes her coffee away she prefers soda.
“Well, Maybe I can mention it to him, is your dad easy going?” His eyes are hopeful.
“No.” She smiles at him. “He’s pretty boring to be honest.”
“How do you survive that? You seem so vibrant.” He is flirting she can feel it. There is some kind of vibe between them.
“I am okay.” She pushes her hair away from her face revealing an adorable neck he would love to nuzzle
TO be continued
