We find your qualifications very interesting. Our young son needs an innovative, disciplined instructor.
You can contact us at 541-555-1234 to set an appointment. We would like to determine if your employment would benefit our son.
Sincerely,
Rohan Von Tratianus
Strange name, Colli thought. But then again maybe it was a common one for earth. Before Colli could put more thought into it, Mary stuck her head into the room.
“Hey sleepy head. Are you comin’ downstairs?”
“What time is it?”
“Almost eleven.” Mary looked at the papers Colli held up to her. “Oh, you opened it.”
“Uh huh.” Colli sighed. “Maybe a job. Do you have a phone I can use?”
“Sure.” Mary pulled a cell phone from a pocket in her tight fitting blue jeans. “Don’t go anywhere with out it.”
Colli dialed the number. It rang and rang. At first she thought no one would answer.
“Von Tratianus residence.” A soft female voice responded.
“Uh. Is Rohan Von Tratianus available? This is Collianna GeLacken.”
“Oh. Yes. One moment please.” The voice carried a sense of hope. “My husband will be with you shortly.”
Strange accent, Colli thought. The s’s were elongated and the r’s cut short.
“Yes?” A deep male voice, with the same accent, came on the line.
“Uh. This is Collianna GeLacken.” Colli repeated her name. She wasn’t sure why she felt so nervous. “I. Uh. I would like to set an appointment to talk to you about the position you have.”
“Position?” She thought she heard in his voice, but when he continued it was gone. “Oh yes, the Nanny. Now let me see. Not today. How about tomorrow. Say about 4:30pm? We live just outside McAllister. Along old highway seventy-five. 3575 is the residence number.”
“3575,” Colli repeated. “I’ll be there. Th…thank you.” Silence prevented her asking anymore questions. She handed the phone to Mary.
“Do you know where McAllister is?”
“Yeah. It’s just a little farther up the freeway from where we turned off, when I brought you here. Do you need a ride?” Mary pushed the door closed. “You must have been tired.” She smiled.
Colli realized she hadn’t changed out of her clothes. She tried to smooth some of the wrinkles from her blouse. “It was a long trip. Do you mind taking me to a job interview tomorrow about four o’clock?”
Mary smiled. “No. I have the day off from work anyway. Where?”
“McAllister.”
“Hmm.” Mary nodded.
“Thank you. I’ll get cleaned up and come down.” At the cleansing room door Colli turned back. Her stomach growled. “Is that bacon I smell cooking?”
“Yeah, and I’m the cook.” Mary laughed. “It’s almost ready. So hurry.” She started to leave. “I hope you like French toast, too. It’s Mom’s special recipe.”
After a quick shower, Colli dressed in light weight shorts and a sleeveless top. Quiet colors of browns and grays made a sharp contrast to her silver-blond hair and blue eyes. She frowned at her image in the mirror.