Gillaume Men #01: Ranzar Craestok

CHAPTER 3: Favor

~ Julliane Laurent ~

Weeks have passed since Mrs. Clayton visited my workshop and now, I finally reach the conclusion to accept her offer. I would be lying if I said I'm not nervous about it, but a new venture is a new adventure, right?

I'm currently waiting for her to show up at the store since she texted me this morning that she'll be dropping by. After a while of waiting, I saw her car arrive and park outside the store and she got out of the car.

"How are you dear?" She greeted me as I welcomed her by the door.

"I'm well, how's the funeral?" I asked as I led her to a chair and offered her tea and biscuits.

"Horrible. But I'm not here to discuss that dear Julli", she said as I settled into a seat across from her.

"I know", I replied.

"Then are you accepting my offer dear?" She asked and I gave her a nod.

"Great, but can I ask another favor from you dear?" she said as she sipped her tea.

"Well the answer will depend whether the favor is good or bad Mrs. Clayton", I just replied. She sighed before opening her mouth to speak again.

"I'll make it worth your while dear", she said. I just smiled and sipped my tea. "I need you to transform my caveman of a son", she stated and I almost choked.

"What?! Can you repeat that again, Mrs. Clayton?" I said after regaining my composure from almost choking as well as stopping myself from laughing at how she described her son.

"My son, as I saw him recently, has become somewhat disorganized about himself. I do often call him to check up on him and to know whether he's still alive", she paused, "But after a certain circumstance recently, I met up with him to discuss something that he reluctantly agreed on, and now I need him to look like a human being rather than a prehistoric caveman", she explained.

I spent minutes staring at her and trying to understand the words she said. She maybe sensed my confusion that she spoke once again.

"I am aware that this may be a little too much, but I need your help with this one dear Julli. Just teach him to be presentable with himself whenever we attend events in the future, that would be fine", she simplified. And I got it right away.

"Oh. A make-over, then of course, I'll gladly do it", I said as I understood that what she wanted me to do was to make her son over.

"Thank you, dear. This is exactly why I ask you since I know you will agree to it and I trust you to turn my son into a wonder", she said and smiled at me.

"I don't mean to pry too much, but can I know what the situation your son reluctantly agreed on?" I asked since curiosity crept into me.