THREE MEN AND A LADY II
Chapter One
It was bad—worse than bad, really—more
like horrible. Rose had lost her job. It wasn’t her fault—not really. The law
firm she had worked at had closed, something about taxes.
At first, it hadn’t mattered. She
had gone out each day and looked for a new job.
But three weeks had passed, and
nothing had changed. She was still unemployed. Rose was beginning to think she
would never find another job, and would be forced to spend her days in front of
the TV, eating, like Cal.
"You know, it’s not that
bad."
Rose jumped. She hadn’t known Cal
was in the kitchen with her. "What isn’t?"
"My life. It’s quite fun,
actually. I do whatever I please all day long."
"What about cleaning? And
cooking?"
"I only do that because I
know what would happen to you people if I didn’t."
"Pray tell me, what is
that?"
Cal grinned. "This household
would fall apart."
The Next Day
Rose didn’t leave the house once.
Instead, she stayed in bed until after Jack and Fabrizio were gone. She found
herself downstairs, in the chair, watching Oprah with Cal.