A Step Further
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: ER no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
Luka pushed open the door and his family trudged in behind him. Nature had to pick today to warm up and start raining so that they were all soaked, and still quite cold due to the snow that was still on the ground and the wind coming off the lake. Ailleen was, blessedly, still asleep, having fallen asleep in the cab on the way home. Luka went about flipping lighs on while Ria told the kids where to put their suitcases. The rest of their belongings wouldn't arrive for another couple of days, which gave them time to try to figure out where they were going to put everything. Ria was eager to get them started in school and start getting accostomed to life here.
"This is a nice apartment" Caroline said in broken English. Luka worried that they were going to have a difficult time adjusting, but he was confidant that they would.
"Thank you, Caroline. I'll take you up to the bathroom where you can put dry clothes on. I have to put Ailleen in her cradle anyway. Will you find some sheets to put on the couches, honey?"
"Yes. Frederic, why don't you help me?" It took a good half hour to get the two setteled downstairs on the couches, but then they fell asleep right away, the jet lag finally catching up to them. Laying in bed with Ria wrapped tightly in his arms, Luka was just about to do the same when his wife started talking.
"Luka" her voice held a note of warning in it which brought him back to conscienceness, "We need a house. There isn't enough room here" Luka sighed heavily, not really wanting to think about the logistics right now, but catching on to the fact that he didn't have a choice if he wanted to get any sleep at all that night.
"I know. I'll start looking tomorrow" he told her wearily.
"You know what that means, don't you?"
"Unfortuantely, but I think you're going to tell me anyway."
"I'm going to have to get a job. We can't afford a house the right size on just you're salary. Plus I'm going to need a car because the kids are going to want to do things and I'm the one that's going to have to take them."
"You don't even have a license" Luka teased her.
"Well, that's just another thing I'm going to have to get." she responded. He let all the implications sink in and then groaned.
"I know, I know" he snuggled closer to her, "What in the world have we gotten ourselves into?" He felt her sigh happily.
"A family"
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: ER no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
Luka pushed open the door and his family trudged in behind him. Nature had to pick today to warm up and start raining so that they were all soaked, and still quite cold due to the snow that was still on the ground and the wind coming off the lake. Ailleen was, blessedly, still asleep, having fallen asleep in the cab on the way home. Luka went about flipping lighs on while Ria told the kids where to put their suitcases. The rest of their belongings wouldn't arrive for another couple of days, which gave them time to try to figure out where they were going to put everything. Ria was eager to get them started in school and start getting accostomed to life here.
"This is a nice apartment" Caroline said in broken English. Luka worried that they were going to have a difficult time adjusting, but he was confidant that they would.
"Thank you, Caroline. I'll take you up to the bathroom where you can put dry clothes on. I have to put Ailleen in her cradle anyway. Will you find some sheets to put on the couches, honey?"
"Yes. Frederic, why don't you help me?" It took a good half hour to get the two setteled downstairs on the couches, but then they fell asleep right away, the jet lag finally catching up to them. Laying in bed with Ria wrapped tightly in his arms, Luka was just about to do the same when his wife started talking.
"Luka" her voice held a note of warning in it which brought him back to conscienceness, "We need a house. There isn't enough room here" Luka sighed heavily, not really wanting to think about the logistics right now, but catching on to the fact that he didn't have a choice if he wanted to get any sleep at all that night.
"I know. I'll start looking tomorrow" he told her wearily.
"You know what that means, don't you?"
"Unfortuantely, but I think you're going to tell me anyway."
"I'm going to have to get a job. We can't afford a house the right size on just you're salary. Plus I'm going to need a car because the kids are going to want to do things and I'm the one that's going to have to take them."
"You don't even have a license" Luka teased her.
"Well, that's just another thing I'm going to have to get." she responded. He let all the implications sink in and then groaned.
"I know, I know" he snuggled closer to her, "What in the world have we gotten ourselves into?" He felt her sigh happily.
"A family"