W is for Worry

Of course I'm worried about her.

She's my assistant. And

She's a trouble magnet.

Big time trouble magnet.

I mean I have to pay her medical bills if she's hurt on the job.

So that's why I worry.

She's just my employee.

Ok, so maybe I worried just a little bit when I found out she was an orphan.

How could I not..

I was once one too..

But then came Martin and Luella.

It's not the money they had,

or they name they provided me.

It wasn't even the roof over my head.

It was that we belonged.

I belonged.

Even without Gene I belonged.

Mai has no one,

So that's why I worry.

It's not like she belongs to me.

She's certainly not anything more than my assistant.

I only worry because I need her to make my tea.

Sigh..

and I need her to keep me in check,

to call my on my bullshit.

To yell at me when my ego swells.

I need her smile,

and I need her eyes.

I need her.

So that's why I worry.

She's just my assistant.

and I worry because,

I love her.