When You Walked into My Life

14 | Reunited

Lin's POV

Right before I made it to Chris's dressing room my phone started ringing. I pull it out of my pocket and it's my foster agency. I quickly answered it.

"I'm I speaking to Lin Miranda?" Asks the voice on the other side of the phone.

"Yes," I responded.

"Is Saturday at noon a good time for a home inspection?"

I can't believe it. I am going to be one step further to becoming a single-parent home.

"Yes, it would be perfect!" I say trying to hide my excitement.

"Great," the voice says. "Someone will be out on Saturday." Then the call ends.

Saturday! Three days away... THREE DAYS AWAY!

My initial enthusiasm was replaced with panic. I only had four days to make sure everything was perfect. I dismissed everything I was going to tell Chris and raced home.

When I opened the door everything seemed wrong.

The floor looked dirty, windows needed to be cleaned, and there was a funky smell coming from the kitchen.

Just the other week Chris made a joke about having to 'wait for it,' but now it felt like I was running out of time.

I tried to calm myself down and started with the windows. One step at a time Lin.

Saturday seemed to catch up to me. It's like I blinked and it was already 11:00. I had one more hour to finish the house.

I cleared out some old drawers, changed the sheets in the guest bedroom, and finally took out the trash. I had two seconds to take in the beauty that was the outstandingly clean home before the intercom bell rang.

I accepted the request and a minute later I heard a knock at my door. Breathe. You got this.

A few deep breaths and a smile later I opened the door to reveal a younger-looking woman. She introduced herself as Grace and started asking questions while doing a quick walk-through of my house.

She asked billions of questions and I tried my best to answer them all correctly. Some were about my lifestyle, occupation, and family, while others were about my childhood and relationships.

She asked questions about safety, like what I would do in case there was a fire or if I have any firearms in the building.

Towards the end was when she started asking questions pertaining to children, like why I wanted to foster in the first place, and if I wanted to possibly adopt.

She even asked me if I knew about some of the challenges with children that come through the system.

It felt like forever, but that might be because I was anxious the entire time. I was starting to question my own knowledge but then reminded myself to relax.

Grace left and all I felt was relief. I looked at the time and it only took twenty minutes. Twenty minutes! That felt like an eternity.

No matter what it felt like I was done. That was the final step in my home study. Now I am back to waiting for it.

I decide to head to the theatre. On my way there I couldn't help but notice what a lovely day it was. The sun was shining, but the heat was masked with a small breeze.

When I got to the theatre I was just about to knock on Chris's dressing door when an odd feeling rushed over me. It's like I forgot to do something. My mind was alerting me I needed to be somewhere, but couldn't quite get to a conclusion on where.