"You must be Joan," Sheryl asked as she spotted a middle-aged woman in plain clothes standing by the door.
"Yes, I am. Are you Ms. Xia? Nice to meet you!" Joan replied with an amicable smile. She exuded a very pleasant and polite vibe which touched the right chord with Sheryl at the very first glance. Joan looked exactly like the nanny she was looking for, and besides, Joan was recommended by Nancy. Sheryl made up her mind to hire Joan.
"Nice to meet you too. Please call me Sher," Sheryl said as she gestured for her to come in.
"Okay, Sher!" Joan said politely as she took brisk steps inside the room.
She then took her to the sofa and briefly discussed the KRAs with Joan. Joan would have to take care of the households which included three meals a day, the cleaning and the laundry while Sheryl would send the kids to school and pick them up herself. She would inform Joan earlier or call her in case she couldn't make it, and then Joan would pick up Clark and Shirley. It seemed to Sheryl that Joan was quite satisfied with this job.
"Okay, I got it. Please don't worry, Sher. Nancy is a friend, and she told me that you're a nice person. Trust me. I'll do my job well and I love kids!" Joan patted on her chest as if taking a vow.
Sheryl took her hand and showed her the room. Joan had to depart for the time being as she had to collect her luggage. She said goodbye to Sheryl and took the ring of keys into her custody after Sheryl handed them over to her.
Sheryl let out a huge sigh of relief and came to grab Isla into her arms.
"Thank you so much, Isla! Had it not been for you, I don't know how long it would take to fix all these. Look at the room! Everything is just perfect! Then, what would like to have for dinner? Let's go to a fancy restaurant. It's on me!" Sheryl exclaimed excitedly. She was really grateful for having a friend like Isla. Without Isla, it would be much difficult for her to get through all this. She wondered if at all she could get through it in the first place.
"Sheryl!" Isla glared at her and warned, "Stop making such ridiculous statements lest you want me to be mad at you!" Isla cast a displeased glance at Sheryl with her eyebrows stitched into a stern frown.
Sheryl reverted to her anger by sticking out her tongue and shaking her head. Then she said, "Not at all! You won't. Let's make a move. It's getting late. Let's go and find your husband for dinner!"
Isla took a glance at her watch and saw that it was time for dinner.
She asked, "But what about Clark and Shirley? Aren't we waiting for them?"
"No, Joan will pick them up today. She'll be here within half an hour. It's only five minutes' away. Don't worry!" Sheryl replied as she put on her shoes.
She had asked Joan to pick them up and make supper for them before Joan left.
"Okay, then let's go!" Isla walked out of the door followed by Sheryl who walked right behind her.
On the way to the gate, Sheryl looked around and was more than content about the environment of that community.
Every single flower and grass was so welcoming as if they were all greeting her to move in. The community looked more like a garden. Sheryl smiled as if there as a hanger in her mouth.
Isla spotted her silly smile and laughed at her from time to time. At the same time, she was happy to see her friend move on from her harassed past. After all, life was short and they needed to cherish it.
Soon they arrived at Aron's workplace. Isla gave him a call on the way and by the time they reached there, Aron was already waiting for them outside the building.
"Neither too late, nor too early!" Isla teased Aron before they headed to the restaurant.
It was a well-known place for western food in the town. It required a prior reservation for having dinner over here. They were lucky because Sheryl was a member here; otherwise, they would have to find some other place to have their dinner that night.
"Please take the order, Isla. Don't' save for me, Aron!" Sheryl handed the menu to Isla with a generous smile.
Aron helped her with all the moving and furniture. Relocating and settling down was a thing that men could contribute a lot to, and hence Sheryl owed him a big favor too.
Sheryl would forever be indebted to them for supporting her in her time of need. Sometimes words were not enough to express gratitude. She would do the same for them when they needed it.
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