This is the second chapter of this story and I would suggest reading chapter 1 first as this will probably not make much sense otherwise.
------------------------------Mike
The next morning I followed my usual routine, cup of coffee and then jogging. I had come to the conclusion that I had to work at keep our relationship business like. Avoiding becoming attached to another woman had been easy when I kept them at a distance. But, having Beth living in my home was different. There was no way to avoid contact. Finishing my run I found Lisa and her mother in the kitchen just like yesterday.
"Morning, ladies," I said coming through the door.
"Good-morning Mr. Mike," giggled Lisa.
"Uh, morning Mike," mumbled Beth.
I looked over at Beth and saw she looked tired as if she hadn't slept well last night, which she hadn't but I didn't know that. "Just gonna shower and then will be back down," I said trotting through the kitchen.
While I was showering I wondered if something was bothering Beth. Being an obtuse male I didn't realize it was due to my actions last night. I decided I would let her tell me in her own time. I finished my shower and returned to the kitchen where my plate was waiting. I took my seat and began to eat, occasionally glancing at Beth. She appeared to just sit there glumly picking at her food. I was determined not to force her to tell me what was bothering her. Instead I waited until I had finished and sat back.
"Beth? Now that you have accepted my help we need to get Lisa enrolled in school."
Lisa's eyes got big, "School?"
"Yes, young lady, school."
As I had said this I noticed Beth snap her head up to look at me.
Lisa then asked me. "Will I be going to the same school as Jeanie and Missy?"
"Yes, sweetie, you will. But, I can't promise you will be in the same class. We'll have to wait and see."
"Oh okay."
I looked back over at Beth and she was staring at me. "What?" I asked.
"Er, um, nothing it's just," she muttered then broke off.
"It's just what, Beth?"
"No, it's nothing. You're right Mike. Lisa does need to be in school." Having said that Beth got up and started clearing the table.
I stood and started to help. "I can do this Mike."
I decided this was as good a time as any to define our roles in the house as I saw them.
"Lisa, why don't you go outside and play with Suzy and Toby for a little while," I said.
Lisa looked at her mother who just nodded her head.
After Lisa had closed the door behind I asked Beth to please sit down.
"Beth, since we are going to be sharing this house until you feel you want to leave, I think we should discuss a few things. First, I do not expect you to be my maid while you are here. I would appreciate your help, and I may just be a clueless man but I am perfectly capable of doing my share of the chores too. That includes helping to clean up after a meal. Understood?"
"Yes, Mike."
"Second, let's discuss the sleeping arrangements." Beth's eyes flared wide open when I said this. Unperturbed I continued. "I put you and Lisa into the bed room you are in now. I'm sure you have noticed there are three bedrooms downstairs. The other two bedrooms are connected by a bathroom which they share. If you and Lisa would like to have your own room you can choose any room you like. I will leave that up to you."
I heard Beth's sigh of relief as she realized that I wasn't suggesting what she had initially feared.
"My rooms are upstairs and I will attend to them. We will share the downstairs. I expect you and Lisa to keep your room or rooms as you see fit clean. I will not enter your rooms. That is your private space. As for the common area I expect we will all do our part to pick up after ourselves. Are you agreeable with this?"
"Yes, Michael."
Again with the full name, and again I found it strangely nice when she said it. My ex, Jenny only called me that when she was angry at me. So far I was very proud of myself for keeping this on a detached professional level. Maybe, this would work out.
"Now we need to think about getting you employment so you and Lisa can become financially independent. Do you have any ideas about what you would like to do?"
"Well, I have worked in a store running a cash register and I worked as a waitress," she told me.
"Okay, that's a start. Is that all you feel you're are capable of, or do you want more?"
So far I was still feeling proud of my self for remaining detached and professional. I was acting with her like I had with some of my earlier employees when I felt they needed a little nudge. But when I asked Beth that last question, tears began to stream down her cheeks. Aw geez. I never did know how to cope with a woman crying.
"Of course I would like to have a better job than what I have had. But I only have a high school education and no one would ever hire me for anything better," she said forcibly through her tears.
Watching her tears flow I was becoming flustered. "Alright Beth, let me do some checking around and see what kind of jobs are available and then we will sit down and talk about it, okay," I said in a much softer tone.
Beth nodded dabbing at her eyes.
"Alrighty then, let's work together to clean up the kitchen," I said.
We both rose from our seats and in silence soon had everything put in its place. Still feeling guilty for having made Beth cry I excused myself with the excuse of needing to do some work in my office. Once ensconced in the sanctuary of my office I pondered what to do next. Having made Beth cry was totally unsettling. In my previous landscape business I was used to dealing primarily with men. The only female I had hired was the gal who was the office manager and she was a tough bird. She had to be to deal with all the men around her. I needed to talk to Mel.
I called the day care center and left a message asking my sister to call me when she had time to talk. I spent the next hour mindlessly playing sudoku games on my computer until my phone rang.
Like a drowning man grasping for a life preserver I grabbed the phone.
"Okay, little brother, what did you do that you need to talk to me while I'm working?"
"What? Can't I just call my big sister to hear her voice because I love her."
"Cut the crap, Michael."
"I made Beth cry and I feel lower than whale shit." I then told her about the conversation Beth and I had that morning and did she have any advice for me. Mel laid it straight on the line telling me that Beth wasn't one of my employees and I needed to be more sensitive. Then her tone softened.
"I will take some time off work tomorrow and meet you guys at the school so we can get Lisa registered. The vice principal is a friend of mine. I'm sure when we explain the situation to her she will do what she can for Lisa."
When our phone conversation was over I leaned back in my chair and thanked God for big sisters. Ever since my divorce she had been my savior several times over. I stayed in my office until lunch time before I ventured back down stairs. I found Beth and Lisa in the game room, Beth reading and Lisa watching TV.