ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON ELEVEN

Episode 57

Matilda had to get out of the house. Niles with his cold eyes and pouty mouth had left for school with Mary in his sports car. Race Jr. had departed as well for the bus to take him to his public school where he was becoming quite popular. And profitable as well. At least he left after Matilda had commanded him to " assume the position" and frisked him to make sure he wasn't taking any of his more conserversial toys to school with him.

She stood on the corner by the house in her long robe, holding a cigarette, lost in thoughts of where her next meal ticket was coming from and how she could get her mother out of her house much less the solar system. She was so distracted that she barely noticed him stumbling down the sidewalk in a great hurry until he literally crashed into her.

" Oh ," the tall skinny to the point of being bony like a skeleton with acne prone skin White man in what had to be late thirties exclaimed as his long body collided with her very nearly falling to the ground had he not grabbed hold of her. " I'm so sorry, ma'am. "

Ma'am? , her mind chimed out in irritation as her shrewd eyes took in the expensive nature of his otherwise slightly older clothes; the brown sweater vest over the white dress shirt and threadbare beige khakis. The expensive sturdy loafers on his feet. The silver Rolex on his person. She smelled old money. Another Gerald, her nose sniffed encouragingly. Hopefully a straight one this time.

" Oh , no harm done , handsome," she purred throatily as her manicured hand steadied herself on his thin chest where she could feel his heart beating so hard. " Where are you rushing off to on this pretty day? And don't you look familiar at that ? My name is Matilda Swan. And yours ? "

The man blinked his eyes behind his wired framed glasses and licked his narrow lips. " Umm , I.... I was heading to my car. Bit late maybe for work. I got distracted with my great aunt. I live with her you see. Well she stays with me. I own the house. That is my parents did but they are dead now and left it to me. Being the last of the line. Me that is. And my aunt. Most of my family is dead. " He stopped talking and swallowed nervously as he stared in her eyes. He looked lost. She actually found it endearing.

" And you are? ," she prodded gently.

" Oh yes. My name? I do know you. Well. I've seen you. At the school. Your daughter is a student there. Mary. She is a a good student. Very smart. Ummm. I'm the assistant head master there. Oscar. Oscar Oswell the third. "

Matilda smiled at him and she was amused to see the man almost swoon before her at the gesture. " Mr. Oswell , it's so good to make your acquaintance. "