Once there, all seemed calm. She informed the receptionist that she was
filling in for her sister, Melisant Crispin, and she identified herself as
Rosha Crispin. The receptionist nodded, but still insisted on seeing her
identification. She also requested that Rosha give her Melisant's phone
number, so that she could verify the change with her. Rosha groaned
inwardly, and dutifully rattled off the home phone number. After a few
moments of talking with Melisant, the receptionist wished her a good day,
and hung up the phone. Smiling brightly at Rosha, she said, "Well, all
seems to be in order. I hope you are not offended by my requests, but you
see, we all have the children's best interest at heart, and we do not wish
to allow someone who is unauthorized in, unless we have permission." Rosha
nodded, and the receptionist (who's name tag said Mary) hit a button under
the desk, and a buzzing noise was heard. Rosha gave Mary a curious look,
and Mary pointed towards the door -half door, really, because it only came
to Rosha's waist.- and said, "The latch has been released, you may enter
now." Again, Rosha gave Mary a nod, and turned the knob on the door.
As she walked through, there was a wall ahead of her, and to her right. Along the wall was a few tables, that reminded Rosha of her cafeteria in elementary school. Across from those tables was another wall, lined with high-chairs. She walked until she was in between the rows of eating stations, and directly ahead of her was yet another wall, though this one was covered in pictures, obviously drawn by the children who stayed at the day care. She glanced towards her right, and there was a door way, with another "half door". She walked over, and peeked in. It was empty, save for a few toys scattered about, and a diaper changing station. She walked back to the Mary's desk, and asked, "Where am I to go?" Mary pointed ahead, and Rosha turned and looked in the direction Mary was pointing. Ahead was another door, and to her left, two more. To the right there was a door way, and it lead outside to the play area. Mary said, "You are in charge of the two year olds, right?" Rosha nodded, and Mary pointed at the door that was straight ahead. "They're in there, and they're all yours, Miss Crispin." Rosha forced a smile on her face, and went over to the door. There was a harried looking woman inside, and she smiled with utter relief when she saw Rosha. "You must be the young woman replacing me." The woman frowned. "Wait a minute, you aren't Melisant." "No," Rosha replied, "I'm her sister, Rosha. Melisant is house hunting today, and asked for me to fill in for her." The woman nodded, and walked towards the door. "Well, then, these guys are all yours." Her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper. "If I were you, girl, I would not have agreed to your sister's request. Thursday's are the day that the really mis-behaved children are here. This is going to be a hellish day for you, Miss Rosha." Rosha smiled, a little worried. "They are only two, Miss..?" "Katrina" the woman supplied. "Katrina, right. As I was saying, they are only little two year olds, Miss Katrina. what harm can they possibly cause?" Katrina simply laughed, and shook her head. "You will find out soon enough, dear. Now if you will excuse me?" she said, as she gestured to the door way that Rosha was blocking. "I really must run, I think I would like to make a trip to my doctor's office." Rosha quickly moved to let Katrina by, and walked into a veritable hell.
As she walked through, there was a wall ahead of her, and to her right. Along the wall was a few tables, that reminded Rosha of her cafeteria in elementary school. Across from those tables was another wall, lined with high-chairs. She walked until she was in between the rows of eating stations, and directly ahead of her was yet another wall, though this one was covered in pictures, obviously drawn by the children who stayed at the day care. She glanced towards her right, and there was a door way, with another "half door". She walked over, and peeked in. It was empty, save for a few toys scattered about, and a diaper changing station. She walked back to the Mary's desk, and asked, "Where am I to go?" Mary pointed ahead, and Rosha turned and looked in the direction Mary was pointing. Ahead was another door, and to her left, two more. To the right there was a door way, and it lead outside to the play area. Mary said, "You are in charge of the two year olds, right?" Rosha nodded, and Mary pointed at the door that was straight ahead. "They're in there, and they're all yours, Miss Crispin." Rosha forced a smile on her face, and went over to the door. There was a harried looking woman inside, and she smiled with utter relief when she saw Rosha. "You must be the young woman replacing me." The woman frowned. "Wait a minute, you aren't Melisant." "No," Rosha replied, "I'm her sister, Rosha. Melisant is house hunting today, and asked for me to fill in for her." The woman nodded, and walked towards the door. "Well, then, these guys are all yours." Her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper. "If I were you, girl, I would not have agreed to your sister's request. Thursday's are the day that the really mis-behaved children are here. This is going to be a hellish day for you, Miss Rosha." Rosha smiled, a little worried. "They are only two, Miss..?" "Katrina" the woman supplied. "Katrina, right. As I was saying, they are only little two year olds, Miss Katrina. what harm can they possibly cause?" Katrina simply laughed, and shook her head. "You will find out soon enough, dear. Now if you will excuse me?" she said, as she gestured to the door way that Rosha was blocking. "I really must run, I think I would like to make a trip to my doctor's office." Rosha quickly moved to let Katrina by, and walked into a veritable hell.
