“Mom, our internet is down again.”
I shouted from the second floor to the kitchen where my mom cooks. I’m the eldest of three kids but our spacing is really far. I am nineteen, my sister is thirteen, and our youngest is just six.
“Your dad called the provider already and they are fixin’ it today. Don’t go out so you can be here to assist.”
“Sure mom.”
The technical guy came while dad was in the kitchen and mom was doing the laundry. So he asked my father what the problem is, and did some isolation and repaired it.
“Kirsten, can you check your internet?”
“I am going down, dad.”
I came while I shouted from the stairs to my dad who was in the kitchen. When I came to him, he was talking to a very handsome guy. Tall, blue eyes, brownish blond tousled hair, broad shoulders, and a great s
