“I am to glad you answered our, Mrs-“
“-Miss.”
“Ah, yes, Miss Cera thanks to you answering our ad! We thought no one would want to look after our son, Minho,” The young lady smiled at the older women before, she had started looking down a paper.
“Are you fluent in Korean?”
“No, but I do know some common terms.”
“Do you have a history of working with children?” Ezra nods as a replying, adding, “I ran a babysitting service as a kid,” She woman give her an unreadable expression before asking her the next question.
“Alright, any past criminal history or arrests, Miss Cera?” She shakes her head and the woman grins at her.
“Okay, I’ve decided that you are fit to watch my son when his father and I are on business. There is something you need to know before starting the job,” Erza leans in unexpected of what she was going to say.
“He’s autistic they diagnosed him few years ago. He needs special attention. I expect you won’t let him out your sight?”
“Yes ma’am, I promise.”
The woman smiles condescendingly, then turns her stare turns the door. “adeul, you can come out Mommy wants you to meet someone,”
A shy, skinny, black haired boy peers from the corner of the office door. His wide, child-like eyes stare from at her, a grin forming on his face.
He had to be about six or seven years old but she wasn’t sure.
He runs over to her, saying something excitedly in Korean, she looks up to his mother to clarify what he was saying to her.
“He says he loves his new friend,” She glances at him as he spots her messenger bag, grabbing it as her Polaroid camera falls out.
His mother looks at him warningly, but the young woman dismisses it and says “It’s okay,” a two flashes go off and two sheets of film falls out; one with her smiling, the other with her looking away for a brief moment.
The boy with a happy expression runs over to with the pictures, right into her arms.
