The Father

No Lunch For Me

"Hey Sierra, think you would like to take off lunch with me?" Tom, a co_worker of mine asks grabbing a chair and sitting nexdt to me. 

I take a breath and keep my eyes on the paper work im doing.  

"Tom, I can't I'm not even nearly halfway through with my paper work and I have to go take care of some patients, not to mention the reports I have to check. " I say tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "I'm sorry.."

"Simple." He says taking the piles of paper from beside me, "Just come back to them after lunch. You can finish them then." 

I sigh quietly to my self and look at Tom. "Tom, that means I'll be here later, and I don't want to be here later then my usual time today. I..have to go visit my parents, they have been wanting me to come eat dinner for them for a while." I say grabbing the stack of papers and setting them back where they were.

He sighs. "I have been wanting for you to come to lunch for me for a while, and yet you still haven't even made a chance to do so. You always have an excuse!!" he says walking away. 

"I'm sorry!!!' I call after him.

I know he has a crush on me and all...but I just don't see him as anything other than a friend. And thats all I EVER will see him as. 

I sigh and grab a pen to start doing my paperwork.  

*10 Minutes Later*

"Hi, I'm looking for my mother." A voice like honey says.

"Name?" I say not looking up. 

"Karen Jackson." 

I look up and see a caramel colored man hoding a boquet of beautiful flowers.

"Room 501." I say with a smile. 

"Thank you." He says returning a smile and heads toward the elevator.

*About An Hour Later*

It's time to check on patients. I grab my clibboard and pen and head to the elevator.

I look on my list, room number 501 Is first.

To be Continued ~