And I Think It's Gonna Be a Long, Long Time
By: AngelinhelLegal Bits and Pieces: I just spent my last $6 on a sandwich so don't bother suing. I own nothing, nothing you hear me!
Special Thanks: This is for all my buds on the PPMB. Thanks, guys. The title is for Roger (sorry it didn't fit better.)
Onward!
The little red-headed boy squealed with glee when he saw the blue Toyota
pull into the drive. His favorite baby-sitter was here!
He hid shyly behind his mother's leg as she greeted the teenager at the
door.
"We'll be at the gala until late tonight. Of course, you'll be paid
extra for hours after midnight. You know bedtimes and the phone numbers are in
their usual place." His mother said. Then she and his father left in a
swirl of glittery formal wear and expensive scent, giving only the most
perfunctory of good-byes to their son.
He was used to this by now. It was okay because Shelly was much more fun
anyway.
"So what should we do now?" The perky blond asked the
six-year-old.
He raised his arms in a 'pick-me-up' gesture. Smiling she bent to lift
him, knowing his mother probably never did and feeling a bit sorry for him.
Seeing her new silver locket, he moved to try to grab it as she picked him
up, accidentally grabbing something else instead.
"Hey there!" She laughed as she shifted him to her hip and he
released her chest and finally got hold of the shiny silver heart instead.
"You're a feisty one, aren't you, Tiger?"
He loved her nickname for him. He looked up still clutching the jewelry in
one tiny fist and smiled. "Grrrrr... feisty!"