Falling Slowly

Alone again

     Tim sighed as he walked through the empty hallway. They could have at least woken him up to say goodbye.

     "No use in dwelling on it," Tim said to himself walking into the kitchen. He carefully looked through the cabinets trying to find something to eat.

     'Looks like I'll have to go to the store' he noted as he pulled down half a bag of banana chips from Janet's last health kick.

     There wasn't ever much food kept at the house since Tim was really the only one who ate there. His parents were away most of the time and when they were in Gotham they usually liked to eat out with friends. Mrs. Mac would usually do the shopping but his mother had made it clear that she was not to be bothered this week.

     "Now Timothy Mrs. Mac had a family emergency this week so I don't want you to bother her" Janet warned as she packed her suitcase.

     "Yes ma'am" Tim nodded helping to gather her things. His mother didn't care anything about 'The Help', however, she was not about to have her reputation ruined by her thoughtless son being insensitive to the housekeeper.

     That was okay. Tim had a small stash of cash for situations like these. He would simply go into Gotham tonight and get some groceries.

     'It'll give me a chance to try out my new camera anyways' He smiled to himself as he plopped a handful of banana chips into his mouth.

     "Yuck!" He scrunched up his nose forcing down the chips "Note to self no more banana chips" he stood up stuffing the bag back into the cabinet before walking over to the coffee maker.

     'I still have six minutes' he thought to himself as he started the machine. After pouring himself a mug Tim walked over to the living room and turned on the TV before leaning back into the couch holding on tightly to the mug so as not to spill a single drop of the precious liquid.

    He's parents wouldn't be happy if they had caught him bringing a drink into the living room. But right now they were gone and he was ahead in all his classes which meant he could watch some TV.

     Public television, another thing his parents would surely scold him for. They were strongly against any form of entertainment that wasn't considered culturally enriching.

     The worst were sitcoms, they believed that your brain would turn their brains to mush from just watching one episode. Which was pretty stupid considering Tim spent a lot of time watching them and was still top of his class.

     Tim loved sitcoms, especially ones about families. His favorite by far had to be the Brady Buch. A show about two different families moving in together and becoming one big happy family. He loved the relationship between the siblings and how they all took care of each other.

     Sometimes he'd even like to imagine that he was part of the family. He'd always thought it would be so cool to have a large family full of brothers and sisters. But his parents had made clear they didn't want another kid and that was probably for the best. After all, it's not like Tim could take care of a younger kid and his parents wouldn't be happy if they had to stay home all the time. Still, it was nice to imagine.