AUTUMN... now the changes (Part 143q)
If there had been one 
consistent thing about Phyllis it was that she said what was on her mind
 and didn’t ‘beat around the bush’. Not so this night. In retrospect, it
 was like she was painting a picture to set the tone of her request. I 
had no idea where she was going when she started in about the upcoming 
election day. I know I was sitting there frowning but she was 
concentrating on Elle and couldn’t see me. After a few minutes she 
actually got to the ‘meat’ of her pitch. The polling place for all 
elections was the school which meant there would be no classes. In the 
past there would be a half day of school on the day prior so the voting 
machines could be placed and checked out in the afternoon. The teachers had 
complained that the half day was a waste of time as the kids were concentrating on
 getting out of school early and not on lessons. The new school board 
had agreed so made it a another day off. Phyllis and her husband saw it 
as an opportunity to visit family and to also take their oldest daughter, Mo,
 to look at potential colleges. Even though she was only a junior in 
school, she had been taking extra courses and hoped to graduate early. 
This was an opportunity to do both BUT...
The ”favor“ Phyllis was
 asking for was for Elle and I to consider letting daughter Barbara stay with us while 
they were gone. I know that my eyebrows raised when I heard that. 
Phyllis told us that Barbara had just gotten her first paying job and was told that if 
she didn’t work that weekend she would be let go. Phyllis didn’t want that to happen and also didn't want 
her to be alone in the house for four nights. Because of the 
relationship Barbara had with our girls she thought she’d ask.
I 
can’t really explain my thoughts after hearing that but they surely were
 favorable. Elle, without turning to look at me, told her that we’d be 
happy to have her and added that our girls would be ”overly excited“. I 
hadn’t had time to grasp the whole idea when Phyllis turned to me and 
asked (told) me to leave as she wanted to talk with Elle. I wasn’t happy
 with the way that went down but Elle softened it by asking me to start 
getting the kids ready for bed. Bedtime was 8pm on school nights but 
when there was no school they could play until 8pm so when I went to get
 them before 8pm there was some complaining. To appease them somewhat I 
let the old two older ones get a book to read while I read a story to 
Kaye. When Elle showed up I asked what was so secret that I couldn’t 
hear. She made the motion of a finger over her lips telling me to shut 
up which made the situation even more strange.
On our way down 
the stairs Elle asked if I wanted to try one of the brownies Phyllis had
 brought over. I responded that I wanted to know what was the ‘secret’ 
Phyllis couldn’t share with me and Elle just smiled. She wouldn’t share 
it saying that she wanted a brownie. I knew she was teasing me because 
she never ate anything after finishing supper. She put the brownies out 
on the counter and got some milk from the refrigerator.  Being a 
‘chocoholic’, I couldn’t refuse. Elle bided her time before starting to 
explain what Phyllis had to say. When she did, all I can say is that I 
had to work really hard at not smiling. 
Elle said Phyllis 
was a completely different person once I departed. She wanted to tell 
Elle that Barbara had a ”problem” and, after explaining it, she’d 
understand if Elle changed her mind. Even though she’d not had many face
 to face meetings with the woman she was very surprised at how her 
demeanor had changed. When Elle told me that Barbara’s “problem’ was 
that she was bedwetter I almost smiled. All my ‘detective work’ in 
observing the number of panties and sheets on the wash line that led to 
my thinking that she might be one finally was confirmed. I know it 
sounds somewhat perverse but for a minute or two I was happy.
Elle
 went on that Phyllis would provide sheets, a rubberized flannel pad and
 soap. She added that Barbara would do her own wash and that she 
(Phyllis) would pay for her food. With that I asked what Elle had said 
to Phyllis. I can’t say I was surprised when she told me she wouldn’t 
accept the offer. We talked for a while trying to figure out where she 
was going to sleep. It wasn’t the bedwetting we were concerned about but
 rather the fact that all three of our girls would want her to sleep in 
their room. Each of the older girls had an extra bed but Kaye’s room 
didn’t and we both knew she’d be heartbroken if Barbara didn’t sleep in 
with her. We agreed that we had two weeks to figure that out and went into the den to watch TV. However, I couldn’t stop thinking about 
Barbara. When we finally went to bed I casually tried to get Elle to 
tell me if Phyllis gave her any background on Barbara’s ”problem“. Of 
course, being a female, she wouldn’t... but that didn’t curb my 
curiosity.
In bed, I got to wondering just how Barbara was taking
 the thought of others knowing her secret. Elle was just about asleep 
when I shook her to run that thought by her. She wasn’t happy about 
being sort of woken up but agreed I raised a good point. I suggested 
Elle reach out to Phyllis to set up a meeting with Barbara to make sure 
she was comfortable with the whole thing. One of the main concerns was 
our kids. In spite of precautions we'd taken with Elle’s ”problem“ the older kids 
found out about it and we had to have ‘heart to heart’ talks with them. 
Kaye was too young to understand so she was pretty much left out of 
them. I felt Barbara should have a say in how it would be handled if our
 kids stumbled onto her secret. When Elle agreed with me I felt somewhat 
better and was able to get to some sleep. 
To be continued...     
2 comments:
Elle should be the perfect one to talk to anyone about that problem.
I suppose her second big problem will be how to fit blinders on you.
OB... For the first part, on the 'surface, yes. But it's never easy especially when you're not family. For the second part... you'll have to read about it to find out... :-)
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