AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“My clients have always walked away with something,” he boasted. “You have a better probability with me than going to Lawyer #18.”
He was right.
“Okay,” I whispered.
“Okay?”
“Okay,” I repeated, nodding resolutely.
“Great. I’ll get Vance Oil served next week.”
“Thank you, Jonathan,” I whispered.
“You don’t have to thank me. I have a feeling we’ll be helping each other out in the near future. Dinner should be finished soon. Would you like to start your interview?”
“S-sure,” I stuttered, nerves flooding back.
“Great. Let’s convene in the living room. Do you want a drink before we begin?”
“No, thank you.”
“Let me know if you change your mind,” he said, motioning to the chocolate leather sectional. My brows joined when he grabbed a coloring book and a giant purple crayon from the floor. He flipped one of the pages to a blank page and wrote ‘Nanny Interview’ on the top.
How can a man be so formal and unserious at the same time?
I joined him on the couch.
“Why do you want this job?”
Is he serious? The money and free housing are enough for me to consider.
“While the benefits package is impressive, working for you will allow me to remain a stay-at-home mother. I want to be present for Kiyah as much as possible while we continue to…transition. She seems like she has it all together, but sometimes her grief hits her like a Mack truck, and I want to be there to comfort her. I can’t do that working twelve-hour shifts.”
I bit back a smile when he drew a smiley face on the page.
“Thank you for your response. Next question: have you ever worked in childcare before?”
“I babysat for newborns to pre-teens throughout high school, but I feel that I gained the most experience after becoming a mother myself.”
He nodded.
“Do you have CPR and baby first aid training?”
“I am CPR-certified. We had an incident once with Kiyah and a French fry. It scared me to death and had me rushing to sign up for CPR classes.”
Jonathan sighed. “I had my own choking incident a few years back with Grant. He swallowed a button. It’s scary to see your child turn blue right in front of your face.”
“It is. I never want to experience that again, but I’m prepared if it happens.”
Another smiley face.
“We discussed your education level, and I don’t require you to be fluent in any other languages. By chance, do you know ASL?”
“A little. Is one of your children deaf?”
“No, but Anthony and Simone teach Nori ASL, so you’ll sometimes catch us signing to her, but it’s not a requirement for your position. I asked that out of genuine curiosity.”
You’ll. He’s speaking in the future tense. I already have the job.
