"What the fuck did I agree to?' Josh groaned through clenched teeth. He glanced around the small storage room off his office. Since he hired two single parents to work the midday shift serving the human patrons along with the few shifters who frequented the bar for lunch, he'd converted the space into a mini daycare facility.
Sally's niece had asked to use the bar for a bridal shower and engagement party. Sally hadn't mentioned the noise makers filling the room, two sets of twin shape shifters 3 to 4 years old and another two siblings ages 6 and 9. The twins giggled and colored. Colored everything in sight even themselves. The siblings were fighting and getting louder with each passing minute
And somewhere in all of this, he was in charge. In charge of what? His fracking sanity left for the sake of its sanity the moment the first yowl and screech echoed off the compact walls.
Then there was Mrs. Escondi's poodle who'd ran in a couple moments earlier and pissed on Josh's leg. Who'd let that mangy mutt loose? His elderly neighbor had asked Josh to take the small pain in the ass to the vet for boarding on her way out of town for an extended cruise with her new boyfriend. Did 80 year old humans partake of sex? They looked so fraile.
If reinforcements didn't show up soon, his lingering mental condition may be long gone to join his sanity. And to think he wanted kids of his own. Now he wasn't so sure. Then again Anthony and Tory might agree that a group raise was better than one or two parent raising.
Good weekend all! I'm on vacation next week and enjoying visiting with family members in town along with reading a few good books for a contest I'm judging. Nothing like free books and time away from work to get ya rested up. Now let's hope my family decides to keep things at a sedate pace.
Keep warm, share a good book or two with your loves and friends!
Have great weekend!