Do Not Disturb 2
“He was chatting away, completely content to baby babble about the world's ills. Keisha pressed silence on her cell for the third time since she'd left her mother's apartment.
She couldn't believe she'd been so stupid. So hopeful. Her mother had whined about everything that concerned Caleb, trailing all the way back to when he was in utero. How it was a mistake to even have him. How her house wasn't big enough for a baby. How a crying baby wasn't good for her blood pressure. How just because she was babysitting didn't mean she'd miss her stories.
But she'd called up Keisha, telling her that she had empty nest syndrome since they were finally moved out and spent their first night in the new house.
The house was a dream with its sparkling white walls that she couldn't wait to paint their story on. Vaulted ceiling, a fireplace, marble countertops, wide open space. It was the kind of place that she always dreamed about as she scrubbed toilets and cleaned up behind people. The kind of place... that she wanted to raise her son in, grow old in.MoreLess
She couldn't believe she'd been so stupid. So hopeful. Her mother had whined about everything that concerned Caleb, trailing all the way back to when he was in utero. How it was a mistake to even have him. How her house wasn't big enough for a baby. How a crying baby wasn't good for her blood pressure. How just because she was babysitting didn't mean she'd miss her stories.
But she'd called up Keisha, telling her that she had empty nest syndrome since they were finally moved out and spent their first night in the new house.
The house was a dream with its sparkling white walls that she couldn't wait to paint their story on. Vaulted ceiling, a fireplace, marble countertops, wide open space. It was the kind of place that she always dreamed about as she scrubbed toilets and cleaned up behind people. The kind of place... that she wanted to raise her son in, grow old in.MoreLess
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