iFind her secret box
Chapter 2:
Spencer was in the lobby getting the mail. He skimmed though the stack of mail in his hand. There were 3 bills, a letter from their grandfather in Yakima, a coupon to BF wangs, and some kind of Mal-Mart catalogue.
"Oh! They have a sale on piners paint." Spencer said flipping though the catalogue. Piners paint is one of the most expensive kinds of paint out there and Spencer needed it for his newest sculpture titled "Can't buy me love". He heard someone come down the stairs to the main lobby. She was a slender lady in a buisness suit and black high heels coming down holding the hands of 2 little kids, a boy and a girl, while she was talking on her headset.
"Mommy!" the little boy whined.
"What?" she asked in a slightly angry tone as she tried communicating with both her son and the person on the other line.
"I want ice cream!"
"Well, you can get some later" she told her son. She directed her attention back to the person she was on the phone with.
"But Carrie! You can't- I have- I have a meeting today! I can't find another sitter in less than an hour...Whatever, bye" she pressed the button on her headset angrily and sat down in the lobby chair with her 2 kids. Then about 6 other ladies, each with 2-3 kids with them came in.
"Hi Patricia" they all greeted her.
"Hi ladies, listen we can't go to the meeting. Carrie and her husband are going to Fresno for the weekend and now no one can watch the kids."
"Awwww" the group moaned. Spencer closed his catalogue and strolled over to where the ladies were talking.
"Excuse me ladies, I don't mean to interrupt but I heard you're in need of a baby sitter?"
"Yes! We have a buisness meeting in an hour that we cannot cancel" Patricia said.
"Well...I could watch them if you want me to"
"Are you sure?"
"Oh shoosh yeah, I live in apartment 8-C upstiars, plus my little sister could help me out too"
"Are you sure it's not a hassle?"
"Of course not! Just working on a little art here and there but yeah I've got time"
"Well...thank you so much! You're a life saver. And of course we'll all pay you, right girls?"
"Oh yeah" the ladies all said.
"No no! I won't accept money."
"Oh no, we insist."
"No, keep it. I love watching kids. The pleasure is pay enough for me."
"And you're sure?"
"Positive."
"Why thank you. You're a life save Mr..."
"Shay, Spencer Shay"
"Nice to meet you Spencer. I'm Patricia Leona. And these are my buisness partners in the 'single mothers industry' "
"Single huh? Well...That's interesting."
"Yeah...well we should really get going. Thank you once again. You're a life saver!"
"No problem! See you later ladies" Spencer waved. There were 14 kids between the ages of 2 and 11.
"Ok kiddos...why don't we play a little game called 'let's go on the elevator!' yay!" All the kids and Spencer got on the elevator and made their way up to the 8th floor. Spencer got his keys out and opened the door to the apartment. Once all the kids were in he closed the door.
"Well...Uncle Spencer's bladder needs to be emptied. Stay good, I'll be out of the bathroom in a jiffy!" Spencer was gone for less than a second before all the kids went haywire. Jumping on the couch, throwing food, wresrtling with each other and they found some crazy string Spencer hid in the cabnets in the kitchen. Spencer came out of the bathroom.
"Ok guys..well why don't we- OH MY GOD!" he exclaimed at his destroyed living room. He just stood there in shock, watching the kids at the kept destroying the entire apartment.
