Richard took Allen out of the swim ring and held him in his arms. He had never taken care of a child like Allen, so Richard was extremely careful, trying hard not to hurt him.
"Come on, Allen. I will hold your belly. Remember to move your arms and kick your legs in the water, just like what you saw on the TV. Take your time." Richard said. He was fond of Allen at first sight. Allen's black eyes were shining like diamonds in the water, so pure and sweet.
"Alright." Allen did it with his imagined posture as Richard described.
"Good job!" Allen seemed glad of Richard's praises, and he learned it quickly.
When Amy came out of the bathroom, she saw people standing beside the kiddie pool. She hurriedly walked over and saw Allen swimming. The person who taught Allen to swim was Richard.
'Why is he here? Stalking me?' Amy was a little unhappy. She jumped into the water and swam over.
"Richard, why are you here?" Amy hugged her son and asked Richard.
"Miss Newell, it was my responsibility to arrange your trip. As your assistant, I'm supposed to be here." Richard offered a reasonable explanation.
"Mom, he is a nice coach. I can paddle now!" Allen put in a good word for Richard. It was not good to see his mother being too mean.
Amy was listening to her son while looking around. It seemed like Allen had attracted everyone's attention. Kevin was here too, but he didn't swim. He was one of the interested people.
"Alright, I'll give you a task. You must teach Allen how to swim until he can swim on his own. If not, you won't bother coming to work next Monday." Amy needed an excuse to dismiss Richard.
"Okay, but you can't meddle in my teaching. If you did and Allen failed to learn swimming, it's on you." Richard had confidence in Allen. He knew that Amy wanted to find an excuse to get rid of him. He would not let that happen.
"Deal! Let's go." Amy walked away with Hannah and Hilary. She could have a good time with two girls since Richard helped looking after Allen.
"Come on, Allen. If you can't learn it, I will lose my job. My family is counting on me to make money." Richard said pitifully to Allen.
Allen touched Richard's face with his chubby hand and said. "I'll do my best, Richard. Don't worry. If you lose your job, I can give you money." Allen's words made Richard want to sob.
Allen's features were defined, but Richard couldn't tell who he looked like. It was not a good idea to ask too many questions. Allen was a smart child.
In order not to have Richard lose his job, Allen learned hard. With his talent and Richard's teaching, Allen could finally swim a little bit.
"Mom, I can swim!" With Richard's help, Allen could swim towards Amy.
Allen swam in front of Amy to prove that he could swim. However, he became fatigued very soon.
"Miss Newell, I've completed my task. I won't lose my job, right?" Richard's face was filled with triumph.
Richard and Allen smiled at each other.
Even though Allen needed more practice, Amy was content with her son's effort. She could not dismiss Richard this time.
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