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“Tare him.” I sit lock in my s
“You can‘) fire him,” Alessio gasps in the loudnom falls silent||
my fisterram “Greg, get Rodney Roberts sipchert, please.“||
“Yes, sir.
“Listen, I know this report is not great buat lar
beat the can improve an I’m sure.” Alessio fights his case.
he’s trying. We need to give him another chance,” Victor clips (3||
“We’ve already given him another chance and he didn’t come through, he can sponge on someone else’s me and money, not mine,” I snap.[]
y do you saft cocks always feel sorry for people, this isn’t a fucking darity organization. If you don’t perform, you don’t get to keep your job, it’s as simple that. He is at the top end of his game, he doesn’t have the privilege in be lazy. “||
“Rodney Roberts is off sick today, sir.”
“Of course he is. Thank you.” My eyes flick to Alessio, and
“The final nail
ke your order?” the waitress asks.||
1 glance over in Serafini, my date. “Cosa mängi?” (“What are you having?“||
T have what you’re having” She smiles over at me
I stare over the table at ber. Grow a backbone, for fuck’s sake.
Ligh
“A green salad and the lobster times, please 1 dose the menu and hand it over to the waitress||
Serafina is as beautiful as they come, tall, dark and with a body to die for, Italian to the hobe, and nothing about her interests me in the slightest
I think I’m broken:||
I rublly glance at my watch, two hours until I can get the hell out of here:||
Violet
Laughter and screams sound through my house as I chase two naded toddlers around with nappies. To them, getting out of the bath and bring me chase them
cis the funniest thing ever, and I have to admit, reen I love 11 ||
My babees are eighteen months old, the biggest blessing and the absolute loves of my life. Chur home is filled with laughter and chans but above all so much love
wavy hair and olive skin with big brown eyes, he’s a mini version of his father. Personality and all, hor’s feisty and short tempered, dominant and intelligeait and the laggest munnany’s buy of all time. And then there’s Lairda, we call hier Lucy for short. Although she looks like Then fallen, with far fark hair and lag lanwn eyes, she couldn’t be nume different. Hay compard in Dominic, alve’s rain and placid with the sweetest little
van a quiet confidente alevui her. While dominir wants to sit curled up in my lap, Lairy prefers to sit with Buddy on the sie durci ! want to sit noi my laji, t ndejendent||
runs into my bedrunni aldives undo the bed as i chase him. “You’re a late nudist, Dom.” I tackle him and roll him over la nirming * 1 put his najgay on as he laughs and tries to escape nne. “Comme un “Dtry to act stern as I struggle to fight him. “We don’t have
tuner for this today”
I’m pod lying, we really don I go back to work next month, and today our new nanny arrives. I’ve coprocted up a plan and in my bead it makes perfect seran, batan reality. I have no idea how it’s actually going to turn out |
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Drband 1 have spent hours and hours discussing how the future is going to go down and one thing is strikingly dear: I need to prepare for the day they ask who their father is. I can be to the world about artificial insemination, but I will never lie to them
When they ask, and they will. I’ll tell them the truth ||
1 need to prepare them the best of my ability. I need them to learn about Italian culture, speak the language and appreciate the difference between our heritages ||
I’ve hired a young Italian nanny, she arrives today!]
She’s going to study teaching part–time at the college and live here rent free with pay, in exchange for minding the kids while I work three days a week and teaching them how to speak Italian
They need to learn it along with English. now, in their formative years. And besides, it will kill two birds with one stone: I can go back to work and get a new roommate, the kids will benefit and she gets to live in America for a few years. It’s a win–win situation. I hope
We stand at the arrival terminal; the children are sitting in their double stroller and are completely preoccupied with their muesli bars, their latest obsession. and I’m about to go into cardiac arrest []
This is a terrible idea, what the hell was I thinking?
A stranger living in my house she could be a serial killer or anything. Those references could be completely doctored
I get a vision of how feral the twins can be and my temperature rises. What if she’s a princess, I can’t deal with p
perfect princesses
Our life is chantic and Buddy our dog sleeps on the couch when he isn’t supposed to and our house isn’t always tidy and I begin to feel sick to
to my stomach.]
What have I done?
My phone beeps a text
Just getting off the plane now||
She’s here.
busly type bark!]
1 smile and nervously
we’re at the arrival gate.j
I’m the one with the double stroller
The people begin to walk down the ramp and I watch on with my heart in my throat. “Look, here comes Maria, I tell them. “Behave please, no tantrums today.” They keep munching on their muesli bars, totally uninterested in anything I say.||
I see a young girl with dark hair, and she sees ine and smiles and waves
She’s wearing a gray tracksuit and her long dark hair is up in a high ponytail. She bounces’wver. “Violet?” “Maria?” 1 amile mwkwardly.||
for packing me up. She’s normal.]
“I’m so glad to be here.” She laughs and pulls me into a hug. “Thank you so much for p
She bends down to lean into the stroller. “And who are you?” “This is Marin,” “I tell them. “This is Lucy and Dominic “Hello, cuties.” She smiles.
Dominic accidently drops has muesli bar on the ground and without missing a beat, Maria bends and picks it up with her bare hands []
“Oh, that’s gross, sorry.” ] wintr. “Let me take that
“No, Eve got it” the pulls a tissue out of her pocket and wraps the sloppy muesli bar up: “We’ll get ganther one when we get home,” she tells him. “Lick your fingers”
Dominic smiles up at her all awestruck and licks his fingers ||
And jar
und everything falls into place. Suddenly, I know that this is going to be wonderful. That she is going to be wonderful and the world in offerally
She gives the a lip, friendly smile. “Let’s go home.1|
1 pall the car into the parking lot of the mechanics, dainn 11, this is a shit right. I quickly give the car a neaten up and collect the receipts and coffee cups in the front console. Why does my car service always fall on the most chaotic of days? Marta had a college assignituent due this morning, so I was up helping her with that until late last night, and then this morning Doaninir was running through the hostar and bumped his head. To top it off, Buddy went out this morning and gul completely covered in mud came back through the doggy dont and rubbed it all over the living room rug and couch as if it were a trophy |
Light’s been the morning from hell and I haven’t stopped rumming since the moment I woke up!
would have canceled the car service if it were not for ane small detail.
“Hey, you,” a raspy voice calls from inside the office and I smile.
