The Educator

Elliot and I were just staring and our parents enjoying our home. They were talking and discussing business, what to do and what not to do with the décor of the house. It was so weird. We were just sitting there as if WE were the guests. My and Elliot’s plate were both full of food but we weren’t eating.

“So, what made you decide on adopting a dog?” my mom asks.

“Well, uhm, he’s a good stress reliever and when I’m out late, I could rely on him to take care of Eli” Elliot says.

“Look at these two. Like the couple we once were!” Elliot’s mom looked at us as if she envied us. Elliot’s mother has this giant green ring that was supposed to be an engagement ring turned into one of the most expensive heirlooms. “So, puppies then a home then what’s next?” Elliot’s dad asks.

“It’s too early to tell! What are you talking about?” Elliot was touching my hand under the table. Elliot was playing with my foot too.

Our parents were just chatting endlessly, like we weren’t even there. Then, Elliot’s father says, “When are you going to start training at the office?”

times, “Oh uhm …. Elliot and I were talking about my semi-internship at the office. I think

don’t; you handle marketing instead?” Elliot suggests, “it’ll be

know how it really works and not just how it looks” I tell him.

there to know? That’s why you’ll have an assistant” Elliot says. It’s like his tone is annoyed

breathe through my nose and look back at the set of parents in front of me, “Well I just don’t feel like I want to be part of marketing before I get to know

“Yeah, why?”

and says, “well, there’s clearly something that you two have to talk about”

delicious meals” my mother says

like to introduce to you two a new business venture we