Kind of a short chapter here, just a filler more to get Daniel and Lucille into their own places. It's a brief calm before the storm...
Backlashed
By: CNJ
PG-13
2
Lucille:
"Last box..." Daniel grunted under his breath. "There!"
We set the last box down into Daniel's new apartment six months later. Actually, he'd be sharing this apartment with two friends of his and they'd split the rent three ways.
We'd spent the day moving Daniel's things in. We were so glad it was done now, so we sat and rested on one of the bigger boxes.
Next week would be my turn; I had found an apartment too. It resembled our old South Seas apartment, but it seemed comfortable and I didn't need a lot of space.
I still hadn't heard anything about a possible promotion, but I figured it would take some time for a position in the management to open up after I'd gone through training last summer. The most I could do was just keep checking into it every once in a while.
"Wow, that's the first step," Daniel took off his bandanna and wiped sweat off his forehead.
"One down and a few more to go," I agreed.
Next it would be unpacking everything, then next week, Daniel would help me move my things into my apartment, then we'd unpack my things there.
We were both glad to be able to get back on our own. Mr. Miyagi had been more than generous in letting us stay at his house after the South Seas apartment closed down.
Daniel and I unpacked most of his things, then we went out to grab a bite and a cool drink.
Daniel told me about some of the classes he was hoping to get into in the fall and I told him about two management positions that had come up that I would apply for.
"We're heading forward, Mom," Daniel sipped his Gatorade. "Finally, I'm starting college and you'll be landing a management job soon and making a better salary."
"I hope my job works out," I put in.
My current job as a date entry clerk for Rocket Computers barely paid the rent and necessities and my car was so old it was breaking down at times.
"It will, Mom," Daniel's large brown eyes looked into mine and we held hands a minute. People have told us that we have the same eyes, shape and color.
After taking a year off after graduating from high school, Daniel was starting his first year in college.
He'd earned enough money from helping Mr. Miyagi start his bonsai shop that now he could afford the tuition and books as well as the rent. He'd still work there part-time while taking classes. "We have a new start now, Mom."
"To us..." I held up my glass and we clicked glasses.
"To us..." Daniel added and we sipped. Daniel is a son to be so proud of.
More later!