expectantly.
Jake took a sip of water. “That doesn’t
sound hard at all. No problem.”
Of course, I was over-simplifying things.
It was damn hard. “The most important thing, though, is to listen to them. Really listen to them. Show them that there are people who care about them. And be
patient when they don’t behave. Because they won’t.
Many of them have behavioral problems or
social issues and they act out. Remember when they act tough or push you away, it’s
just a coping mechanism for them. They’ve been through a lot of heartache in
their short lives already.”
“Okay. Listen, be patient and don’t let
them get hurt on the playground. I think I’ve got it. And you’ll be there to
help out if I need it right?” Jake asked tentatively.
I couldn’t wait to see him in action.
“Absolutely. This is going to be fun!”
****
Jake was troublingly silent on the way
back to my apartment. I glanced over at him nervously. “Jake, would you like to
stay for a bite of dinner at my place? I could throw together a salad and a
quick meal for us.”
Jake snapped out of his daze. “I think I
could use a shot of whiskey right now. Do you have anything strong at your
apartment?”
“No. I don’t think so. I have beer, if
you want.” I held my breath, hoping he would agree to stay.
He grinned at me. “Beer will have to do.
And a back rub. Hopefully that will relax me. Too bad this is only date number
three, I could sure use some, uh, stress relief. That was fun Krista, but it
left me so stressed out.”
I rolled my eyes. “Beer and a back rub.
How typical!”
Jake protested, “You don’t know what
those little monsters put me through today. While you were off making those
bead jewelry things with those sweet little girls, I was getting the
inquisition from those hoodlums. It went all downhill when they found out you
were my girlfriend.”
I cut in, “You told them I was your
girlfriend?”
Jake shrugged. “Well, they asked. And I
figured, we are dating, so that makes you my girlfriend. No big deal. Wrong!
Then they were asking if we had sex, did we use condoms, did I know about oral
sex, were we getting married. And that was just in the first five minutes…”
“Oh my God, Jake! I hope you weren’t
talking about sex with them?” I giggled nervously.
Jake looked shocked. “Hell, no! But you
weren’t kidding. These kids know way too much for their years. Dodging their
questions was exhausting. I think they were doing it on purpose just to needle
me, too.”
“They definitely like you. I was really
impressed.”
Jake’s proud smile was beautiful. “I hope
this means I passed the test. And actually, I was the one who was impressed
today. You were amazing with them. They love you.”
I held up my hand to stop him before he
gave me too much credit. “Those kids latch on so quickly to anyone who shows
them love. They’re so needy for any morsel of attention. Every time I
volunteer, I tell myself I should come more often. But I don’t. I’m really not
so noble…”
Jake grabbed my hand and held it. “Don’t
be so quick to sell yourself short or downplay your generous contributions. I’m
in awe of how kind-hearted you are.”
Luckily we reached my apartment just
then. Even though I was secretly beaming underneath Jake’s praise, I couldn’t
help but feel uncomfortable accepting it.
I busied myself preparing dinner with
Jake’s limited help; it was obvious he didn’t do much cooking. The conversation
didn’t come up again until we were both sitting at my small dining table
eating.
Jake must have worked up an appetite,
because he was eating fast. “Do you think the ranch could do something to help
those kids out?”
I thought it was interesting that Jake
was still thinking about the kids. I often worried about them long after I interacted
with them, too. “They don’t really need any money. What they need is guidance
and healthy role models. They need someone that
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