exception of Silas yesterday who made me feel my first positive emotion in years.
To be truthful, I’m kind of excited to be seeing him again too, so I eagerly ready for work and because I don’t want to see my mom this morning, I decide to eat there as well. We’re allowed to if we get there 20 minutes early. Usually I don’t, because Ethan eats there. He’s a tight-ass. He doesn’t spend any money on anything he can get for free.
When I pull into the parking lot, I notice the usual cars.
I pull into the space I tend to frequent and hop out.
“Is obelle.” Ethan yells over to me from wherever he is. I groan, but look up to locate him.
He’s walking toward me now. I swear he looks out for me.
“How are you this morning?” he asks.
“Good.”
“Come for breakfast today?” He asks enthusiastically.
“Yeah, I thought I would for a change.”
“That’s great, you’ll have to sit with me.” he offers.
“That’s okay, I’m just going to eat and run.”
“Oh you can’t do that. You’re not allowed to take food out of the kitchen. Staff aren’t allowed to eat with the patients.”
“You’d know.” I grumble.
“I insist you sit with me.” He says.
I groan.
“Come on, we’ll have fun .”
About as much fun as shoving a hot poker in my eye .
When I’m finally seated next to him, noticing that everyone else there are at a minimum of two seats away, I scoff down my food and give myself heartburn. Ethan talks to me about the benefits of chewing my food 25 times before swallowing. I just think that’s nuts; but then, he’s nuts.
I break away from the crowd and begin my rounds.
After an hour of cleaning the north wing’s floors and railings, I’m about to begin the rooms. People are already up and having their breakfast. I always start with the north wing first and then the East wing, where Silas’ room is. Undoubtedly he’ll be in therapy when I go over to that side, but I hope I’ll see him in passing. I open room 11, propping the door wide. I begin as usual by opening the windows.
Upon returning, I see a haughty Silas leaning up against the door frame, just outside in the hall.
“Howdy stranger.” he says in a ‘Western’ movie accent.
“From Australian to Western. You’ve got skills . You could go and do some cattle rustling in the old west and work up the angst of a lynching mob.” I smile.
“I thought I could help you instead.” he says.
“No, you can’t. You’ll get me into trouble.” I explain.
“I’ll stand out here, and if you need something, I’ll peg it at you.” He says.
“You’ll what?”
“Throw it, I’ll throw it to you.” he smiles.
“Oh, well you’ll have to stand out there regardless. You’re not allowed in a room alone with me.”
“I’ve already done that. And I’d like to point out that the sky didn’t fall and the world remains in orbit around the Sun.” He states.
“Only because Ethan didn’t find out.” I grumble. And then I remember his knuckles and stroll over to the door.
“Come on, quickly. Before anyone sees.” I gesture with my hand for him to enter.
“Wow, my powers of persuasion are working really well today. What do you have planned for me miss?” he says with a grin plastered across his face.
I give him an annoyed look, so he looks up and down the halls and steps over the threshold.
I walk over to the windows where the light is better and he follows. I’ve left the door open this time. I’d still get into trouble, but it would be worse if the door was closed.
I peel the bandages back slightly to look under them.
“You’ve got them on display.” I say.
“Dr. Jensen noticed them yesterday. I fed her some bullshit, saying I needed my hands strapped for comfort till I felt more at home.”
“That’s,” I don’t know what that is , so I give him a sour and scornful expression. “She believed you?”
He shrugs.
I can see they’re
To be truthful, I’m kind of excited to be seeing him again too, so I eagerly ready for work and because I don’t want to see my mom this morning, I decide to eat there as well. We’re allowed to if we get there 20 minutes early. Usually I don’t, because Ethan eats there. He’s a tight-ass. He doesn’t spend any money on anything he can get for free.
When I pull into the parking lot, I notice the usual cars.
I pull into the space I tend to frequent and hop out.
“Is obelle.” Ethan yells over to me from wherever he is. I groan, but look up to locate him.
He’s walking toward me now. I swear he looks out for me.
“How are you this morning?” he asks.
“Good.”
“Come for breakfast today?” He asks enthusiastically.
“Yeah, I thought I would for a change.”
“That’s great, you’ll have to sit with me.” he offers.
“That’s okay, I’m just going to eat and run.”
“Oh you can’t do that. You’re not allowed to take food out of the kitchen. Staff aren’t allowed to eat with the patients.”
“You’d know.” I grumble.
“I insist you sit with me.” He says.
I groan.
“Come on, we’ll have fun .”
About as much fun as shoving a hot poker in my eye .
When I’m finally seated next to him, noticing that everyone else there are at a minimum of two seats away, I scoff down my food and give myself heartburn. Ethan talks to me about the benefits of chewing my food 25 times before swallowing. I just think that’s nuts; but then, he’s nuts.
I break away from the crowd and begin my rounds.
After an hour of cleaning the north wing’s floors and railings, I’m about to begin the rooms. People are already up and having their breakfast. I always start with the north wing first and then the East wing, where Silas’ room is. Undoubtedly he’ll be in therapy when I go over to that side, but I hope I’ll see him in passing. I open room 11, propping the door wide. I begin as usual by opening the windows.
Upon returning, I see a haughty Silas leaning up against the door frame, just outside in the hall.
“Howdy stranger.” he says in a ‘Western’ movie accent.
“From Australian to Western. You’ve got skills . You could go and do some cattle rustling in the old west and work up the angst of a lynching mob.” I smile.
“I thought I could help you instead.” he says.
“No, you can’t. You’ll get me into trouble.” I explain.
“I’ll stand out here, and if you need something, I’ll peg it at you.” He says.
“You’ll what?”
“Throw it, I’ll throw it to you.” he smiles.
“Oh, well you’ll have to stand out there regardless. You’re not allowed in a room alone with me.”
“I’ve already done that. And I’d like to point out that the sky didn’t fall and the world remains in orbit around the Sun.” He states.
“Only because Ethan didn’t find out.” I grumble. And then I remember his knuckles and stroll over to the door.
“Come on, quickly. Before anyone sees.” I gesture with my hand for him to enter.
“Wow, my powers of persuasion are working really well today. What do you have planned for me miss?” he says with a grin plastered across his face.
I give him an annoyed look, so he looks up and down the halls and steps over the threshold.
I walk over to the windows where the light is better and he follows. I’ve left the door open this time. I’d still get into trouble, but it would be worse if the door was closed.
I peel the bandages back slightly to look under them.
“You’ve got them on display.” I say.
“Dr. Jensen noticed them yesterday. I fed her some bullshit, saying I needed my hands strapped for comfort till I felt more at home.”
“That’s,” I don’t know what that is , so I give him a sour and scornful expression. “She believed you?”
He shrugs.
I can see they’re
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