I was called up a few days ago to be a nanny for a couple of weeks whilst Mr and Mrs Roberts went out for the funeral of their recently deceased friend. I was looking after their son, who went by the name Brahms and was around 8 years old.
I asked them politely when I was going to be able to meet their son and they smiled and asked me to follow them. We walked up the staircase towards the sitting room on the landing, and told me to wait there, whilst they went to go and get him. I stood up and walked around the landing, peering at the big self-portraits on the walls. There was one with Mr and Mrs Roberts and what I assumed to be Brahms. I heard them walking back into the hallway and so I moved back to the landing and watched as they walked up the staircase with something in their hands. But it wasnt a little boy whom I expected to come running after them. In Mrs Roberts hands she seemed to be cradling a ....doll? But the doll looked like the one in the painting.what the fuck had I signed up for. I laughed and looked at them thinking it was a joke. But they just stared at me. I got uncomfortable and asked where the real child was seeing as I'm sure a toy would survive being left on it's own.
"Elinor this is our son Brahms."
What. I looked at the doll. Its face was a light shade of peach and was smooth. The Light blue, glass eyes sumk slightly into the china face, the smile wavering and making me feel uneasy. The boy was dressed in a blue suit and had slick black shoes. Mr Roberts smiled and gave me a sheet of paper. I was judging their insanity at this point. He looked concerning at his wife.
"Here is a list of all the things you need to know. Follow these rules and he will be nice to you. And please dont break them I really dont want Brahms to become upset!"
I looked at them and nodded. I was a little confused as to why they were asking me to look after a bloody toy buuuttt.... I was getting paid £20 an hour for a week so I decided to not question them. I sighed and took a look at the list. These were some rules.
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Dont cover his face
Never make him upset
Dont leave him alone
No guests
Kiss goodnight
Always clean
Make sure he is never cold
Make sure you are always in the room with him
Tell him you love him every day and night
Dont forget to feed him
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The list went on and on jesus Christ what was this some massive joke?? I looked at the last one and wondered what the hell it meant feeding a doll but I decided not to ask because I did not want them to be late for the ceremony, and theu were paying high price for a doll.i wasn't complaining.
