One Shots 'The nursery nurse'

Behind the Screen

I completely stepped out of my comfort zone with this one. Let's see how it lands 😅😅😅

Time for some mind games

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".....In any case, we went to the new Italian restaurant," Sorscha finished her story as she wiped the last tabletop.

Carly tapped on her phone and nodded dully, but she didn't really seem to be listening to Sorscha. It was still a few minutes before the working day would really begin. "Interesting..."

Sorscha raised her eyebrow. "Put that away now, the first parents are about to arrive and if Mandy or Gerlinde see you like that, there'll be another complaint."

"Yes... Yes..." Carly mumbled as she finished her message and put the phone away. "And you Charlotte? What did you do at the weekend?"

Charlotte lifted her head, she was engrossed in the iPad because the app where they upload the pictures seemed to be a bit stuck today. "Mia and I went out for dinner too."

"Great..." Carly rolled her eyes.". You've all got your partners and I'm staying single forever!" the young woman stormed out of the room.

Sorscha threw her rag over her shoulder and put her hands on her hips. "What's her problem?"

"Oh, Carly's just frustrated. But she'll find someone," Charlotte replied.

Sorscha shook her head slightly. "We'll see," she grinned slightly. "After all, there's Eric."

"Carly doesn't have to be like us. She can look for someone outside the Nursery," said Charlotte, returning her full attention to the Ipad. "Mmmh... Because there's so much outside the Nursery... or do you have other friends," Sorscha replied with a laugh.

Charlotte stopped her work and looked at her colleague. She wanted to contradict Sorscha, but she was right. Sometimes Charlotte really felt as if there was nothing but the Nursery. As if her life, her existence only existed in this place.

When was the last time she had seen her parents? Or been on holiday with her children?

Some days she felt like she was working every day. If it was Friday, it only took a blink of an eye and it was Monday again. As if she had also worked the whole weekend.

You could say she was trapped, trapped in a reality. But it was a good life. A fulfilling one. 'I don't need to break out,' Charlotte thought to herself. "Wait a minute..." she said quietly.

Then the first child entered the room, and of course it was Henry with Mandy, the young boy immediately ran to Sorscha at the breakfast table and sat down.

"Good morning Charlotte!" Mandy spoke in a serious tone, "This car park situation is getting worse and worse! Can't you finally do something about it?"

"Mandy... Didn't we just have this conversation a few days ago? In fact, it was..." Charlotte stopped. When did she have this conversation with Mandy again? 'Never mind, it doesn't matter', she thought quickly."... wait... what day is it today?"

But Mandy seemed to completely ignore this question. "You dont seem to understand! I'm going straight to Marjorie!" With that, she left the room.

"What?" muttered Charlotte. Sorscha, on the other hand, giggled quietly. As she put the muesli in front of Henry, "Gosh Charlie, your conversations with Mandy are getting more and more awkward!"

Their really did, but Charlotte didn't want that to spoil her day. Even if the parents here at the Knight Nursery were sometimes a bit strange. There was always something to laugh about. Charlotte glanced at the clock. "How can only three minutes have passed?" she asked quietly. "I should talk to Marjorie."