I
slept soundly on the couch. Even the sun coming in through the window did not
awaken me. What did awaken me was a little hand gently patting my arm.
“Mrs.
O’Reilly, we are dressed and ready for our breakfast.”
My
eyes snapped open. I sat up, saw the phone still plugged in, and went over to
disconnect it. I slipped into my
slippers, put on my bathrobe, and went out to the kitchen. On the table was
Maggie’s note with the address and phone number on it. I slipped it into my
robe pocket.
Looking in the cabinet, I saw a box of oats
and a box of raisins. I found a pan, measured the amount of water in it, put a
pinch of salt into the water, and a sparse handful of raisins. Kaitlynn was
watching me.
“Where
is Karen?”
“She’s
upstairs brushing her hair a hundred times.”
“I’m
going downstairs to get dressed. I want you to watch this pan. It will simmer
and then begin to boil. When you see it boil, call me. I’ll come up, put the
oats in the pan, and turn down the burner. After that, I’ll have you watch the
clock for me and call me when it is ready. Would you like to do that?”
Kaitlynn
smiled broadly.
I
ran downstairs and dressed rapidly. I was just pulling my dress over my head
when Kaitlynn called. I ran up the stairs barefoot and into the kitchen. I
measured the oats and poured them into the boiling water. Then I turned the
burner down while I was stirring the bubbling mixture. Soon they were
simmering.
“Okay,
Kaitlynn, this is very important. Sit here on this chair and watch that clock. Do
you see the big hand? What number is it
pointing to?”
“One.”
“When
it is pointing to two, I want you to call me, okay.”
I
ran downstairs again and put on my socks and shoes. I went through my purse, straightened
it, and removed unnecessary papers. I had unstitched the pockets of the dress, removed
the money, and put it into my purse before washing the dress.
Just
then Kaitlynn called. I closed the purse and ran upstairs with it.
Karen
had still not come down from her room. I turned off the burner, stirred the
oatmeal, and went to the bottom of the stairs.
“Karen.”
Karen
came out of her room.
“Breakfast
is ready. I want you to come down and join us in the kitchen.”
Karen
came into the kitchen, sat down at her place at the table, and sat with her
face hung down. I divided the oatmeal into three bowls. I set them on the table
and poured glasses of milk for the girls. I had some individual serving packets
of coffee left from the ones I bought when I was at the Hostel. I looked for
another pan, but couldn’t find one. I washed the pan that the oats had been
cooked in and boiled some water in it.
Kaitlynn
said, “We usually say grace before we eat.”
I
turned from the stove and said, “Karen, would you say grace?”
Karen
said the grace in such low voice that I couldn’t hear what she was saying. Afterward,
the girls began to eat their bowls of oatmeal. I sat down and began eating
while I was waiting for the water to boil. It finally boiled and I made a cup
of coffee.
“What
is your daily schedule?”
There
was silence.
“As
soon as you are finished breakfast, brush your teeth. Then go up to your rooms
and make your beds and straighten your rooms. I will be up there soon to see
what sort of job you’ve done.”
“Yes,
ma’am.”
“Yes,
Mrs. O’Reilly.”
I
went into the living room to straighten it from my night sleeping there. Then I
counted my money and put it in a zippered pocket inside the pocketbook. I
called the credit card company which held the card in my maiden name to change
the billing address, to ask to start receiving paper bills at that address, to
find out my current balance, and to find out the address to which I could send
a payment.
I
started walking up the stairs. “Are you ready for me to inspect?”
The
girls had done a fair job of making their beds and straightening their room
“I’m
going to have you girls to be my guide in the neighborhood. Beginning today we
will go walking every day unless it is raining.
“First,
I want you to show me where the library is located. We are going to stay
together. Don’t get too far ahead or drag too far behind.”
The
library was about four blocks away. Next, I had them lead me to the post office.
I went into the post office and told the clerk to add my name to the persons
who are receiving mail at the O’Toole’s address. I bought a money order for the
amount that was due on my credit card and a stamped envelope. I made out the
money order, addressed the envelope, and mailed the payment.
I
saw a bank across the street, went into the bank, and asked to open an account.
I decided on a savings account initially, deposited $2500, and kept a little
over $500 in my pocketbook.
Coming
out of the bank I said to the girls, “I’m going to have to find a used
furniture store and a place where they sell used clothing. We can save that for
another day. I’ll try to plan some walks to places that you will want to go –
playgrounds, the Zoo, the Aquarium, museums, movies once in a while. For now,
let’s go home and make some lunch.”
At
our rather late lunch I let Karen set the table and Kaitlynn spread the peanut
butter and jelly on her sandwich. She was a little careless and splashed some
on her dress. She looked like she was going to cry, but I quickly wiped it off
of her dress.
After
lunch I had them go up to their room and try to take a nap for one hour. After
washing the breakfast and lunch dishes I lay down on the couch and was soon
sound asleep. I awoke with a start. Maggie had come home.
“I’m
sorry that I awakened you. You were in a deep sleep.”
“Oh,
I’m sorry. I promise it will never happen again.”
“No
harm was done. I’m sure that at times I have fallen asleep during the day
myself. The girls were both in their rooms chatting when I came home. They
couldn’t wait to tell me all about you. They told me about the oatmeal you
cooked that had raisins in it. Kaitlynn was proud that she was the cook’s
assistant. She told me that for lunch she was allowed to spread the peanut
butter and jelly on her sandwich all by herself. Karen told me that you had her
say the grace before they ate breakfast and let her set the table for lunch.
“They
told me about the walk you took them on and how you are going to take them
walking every day that it doesn’t rain. They were so happy and that makes me
happy. It eases my guilt about having to leave them to go off to work.”
“Thank
you. When we have time, I’d like for you to tell me the location of some used
furniture stores and some used clothing stores. I can sleep on the couch for a
while, but I would like to get an old chest of drawers and something on which
to hang my clothes. Also, I need some more clothes. I just have what I brought
in that little suitcase.”
“Okay.
We’ll do that after supper. I’m going in now to fix supper. Tell the girls that
they can come down now. I told them you were sleeping.”
On
Wednesday, the girls and I walked to one of the used furniture stores which
Maggie told me about. There I bought a dresser, and a rack which seemed to be
an inverted squared “U” made out of one
inch pipe. There were legs at each end with wheels. It wasn’t attractive, had
probably been used in a dress factory, but it had room to hang a lot of clothes.
I also bought a Queen Anne upholstered chair, an end table, and a floor lamp. The
total was $150 plus tax.
“If
you will deliver them this afternoon, it’s a deal. I think someone else could
have haggled you down to $100 but I need these things delivered this afternoon.
Deal?”
“Deal.”
I
hurried home with the children. On the way we passed a grocery store. We went
inside and I bought a frozen pizza. I let each one pick their favorite soda. At
home while the pizza was in the oven, I let them take turns watching from the
living room to let me know when the furniture man had come to deliver the
furniture.
Just
as the pizza was out of the oven and I was cutting it into slices, Kaitlynn
squealed from the living room, “He’s here!”
I told Karen to put a slice on a plate for herself, a slice on a plate
for Kaitlynn, to get the sodas out, and to be sure and say grace before they
ate. Then I went down to open the door for the furniture delivery. The delivery
man was not the man I dealt with in the store. He put the pieces in my room
where I showed him. When he was done I gave him $20.
When
I went back upstairs, the girls had both finished their slice. Almost together
they chorused, “May we have another piece?”
I was surprised and pleased that they had waited to ask permission.
“Maggie has certainly
done a marvelous job raising these girls.”
I
asked them if there was anything they would like to do this afternoon. They
asked if they could go outside and play with their jump ropes. I told them to wait until I finished eating my
lunch and cleaning up the dishes so that I could go out with them.
Outside,
I sat on the front steps while Karen and Kaitlynn were playing jump rope on the
sidewalk. After a while, a woman from several doors up walked down to where I
was sitting. The woman had “Neighborhood Gossip” and “Troublemaker” written all
over her.
“And
who might you be, stranger?”
“My
name is Dolores Kosciuszko. I am renting a room from Maggie O’Toole. Right now I am babysitting her two girls while
Maggie is at work.”
“It
is a shame the way she neglects those darlings.”
“I
beg to differ with you. I think that she takes better care of them than the
majority of children in Chicago. Those girls are so well behaved, so polite,
and so smart. That shows that she has spent a lot of time training them. Do you
know she reads the Bible to them and they pray every evening? How many mothers do that?”
“Well,
I know that she isn’t a good Catholic.”
“If
only the Pope had a million more mothers just like her!”
“Harrumph!”
With
that, she charged down the street back to her house and deliberately bumped
into Kaitlynn. Kaitlynn fell and skinned
her knee. She came crying to me. I hugged her and said,
“Let’s
go upstairs and get something on that knee. Karen, gather up the ropes. We are
going inside.”
Upstairs,
I washed Kaitlynn’s knee with a soapy wash rag and then rinsed it. It wasn’t
bleeding. The skin was scraped up. Then I ran cold water on the wash rag, wrung
it out, and held that on the knee. Finally, I blew on it until it was dry. The
final part of her treatment was to kiss it and make it all better.
When
Maggie came home, I told her about the neighbor.
“I
know who it is. She is my husband’s aunt. She will cause trouble if she can.”
“I
think that it would be a good idea if you would have a letter typed and then
notarized saying that you are the legal mother of Karen O’Toole and Kaitlynn
O’Toole and that you have hired Dolores Kosciuszko to babysit your children on
the days and during the hours when you are at work.
“Also,
I bought a chest of drawers, a clothes rack, a chair, an end table and a floor
lamp today. If it is all right with you, I’ll continue sleeping on the couch
for the next month until I can get something with a new mattress. I don’t want
to buy a used mattress. I’m afraid of bedbugs, and disease.”
“If
it is all right with you, it is fine with me. That pizza was sure a hit with
the girls.”
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