I FELL IN LOVE ON THE JOB

DINNER TABLE 3

Tyler ran his hands through his face, he now craved some sleep.

" You haven't answered my question, mother. " He brought her back to the genesis.

" The answer is pretty obvious. "

" I wanna hear it. " Tyler spat.

" To pose a presence, so she'll take notes. "

" What sort of presence? " He wanted his mother to spill more.

" I don't want her to be nosy, I was merely being of help. "

" What if she wants to know what happened to her late friend, I also want to know. Does that mean I'm in trouble too? "

Yolanda perched a sharp smile on her face, " You're my son, she's not. "

" Mom, don't hurt her. " Tyler figured he'll let his intentions out in the open.

" What is this? " Yolanda asked now squinting.

" Nothing, don't hurt her is all I said. "

" Are you developing emotions for the newbie, I heard you gave her executive chef. "

" She's a good cook. "

" Oh really? " The smile got thinner on he lips.

" What else did you do? I wanna hear it all. "

" I thought you knew and see everything, you should be the one filing me in on my actions."

Tyler pitched her a sarcastic look, " I suppose we're clear on not laying a hand on her head. "

" If she adhere to what I told her. "

" What are you hiding mom? what don't you want her to know " He knew his question was a dead end but he asked anyway.

" What are you hiding? what is your father hiding? what are we all hiding? "

Tyler scoffed, his mother was an impractical joker, " Really mom? "

Yolanda glanced at the wall clock, " Your brother Jimmy__

" Dad freezed his cards again? "

Yolanda nodded lightly.

" I'll give him enough money to last a year. "

" Don't... don't do that Tyler. " Yolanda snapped.

Tyler tightened his gaze on his mother, " What do you want me to do? "

" To be close to your brother, he's terrified of you. "

" You don't say... " Tyler shook his head.

" And since he's going to be here for a while, you too must bond. "

" Must? " Tyler highlighted.

" It's an order from your mother. "

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Tyler rubbed his palms together, he was just assigned a disturbing task, to bond with his brother. He would have preferred to send his brother a couple of million dollars to last him a year, but his mother had other plans.

Tyler, once again, has to think deep. Was the bond order just his mother trying to bring the family close, or was she planning on achieving something else? He didn't mind, he would be wise.

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" About that Sarah woman, is there anything else you want to warn me? " Yolanda asked chillingly.

" I didn't warn you__

" Are you developing feelings for her? "

Tyler didn't hesitate to say the truth, " What if I am? "

Yolanda's eyes brightened, " Ah, " She got to her feet, " knowing the type of man you are, I'm confident this is not a joke. "

" And? " Tyler made room for more.

" Just be careful. "

Tyler squinted hard, his expression caved in as he asked the final question for the night.

" Did you kill Leah? "

Yolanda chuckled, her voice travelled the air in an eerie manner, " Goodnight son. " She went out of view.