We Should Introduce These Two

Shimmy was startled to see her son Will at noon. I thought you started your new job today, she said. I packed you a lunch. I got so nervous, I left it there, he replied. Can you make me a grilled cheese sandwich? Her husband, Jake, started to speak, but her look quelled him. After lunch she offered to drive Will back to his job site. I don’t have one he admitted. I kind of walked out. Jake’s face steamed over; he left the room. I lied to my brother; I told him that Will would make a good employee. “Is there anyone else who would hire him?” she asked. Will had already walked off five jobs and been fired from six more. No, Jake replied. “Nobody”. Shimmy had spoiled her son so hard, that he was not employable. Jake would not have married her if he had met Will first. Will, it is time you grew up, Jake said to Will that night. Will began to cry; Shimmy patted his back, glaring at Jake. Jake went to his friend Fred’s house. “Stepson again?” Fred asked. Jake nodded. “Daddy, I want some milk,” Fred’s daughter Monica whined. As Fred poured it, Jake wondered if they should introduce Will and Monica. They were both forty-two.