The Bendersons: Kidnapped at K7 HTML version

The next day, I woke up and prepared breakfast. Then David and Jenny bid me goodbye
while I held my resume in my hand and walked up to the bus station. I caught the bus into town,
trudged the streets, cold canvassing, and walked up to the local Burger K ing for a drink. In the
corner of my eyes, I saw that they were hiring casual personnel and asked to speak to the
manager. “Sure Ma'am,” said the young girl and then the young man came out.
“I’m Chris, by the way, and you are?”
“Tam,” I said, not really liking the look of him.
“What positions are you interested in, Tam?”
“The cleaning jobs mainly,” I faltered.
“Great. Can you start in a few days,” asked Chris.
“Sure,” I said.
“Are you available on call, Tam?
“O h yes, but you have to give me half- an-hour to get ready,” I said.
“O f course, and in that case, you can start next week for two to three days a week,” said
Chris seriously, shaking my hand.
I walked outside feeling mighty pleased with myself and ventured home to David and Jenny.
“Are you home kids?” I knocked on the door but it was strangely silent.
“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh,” I heard coming from inside. They opened up the door.
“Happy Halloween, Mum,” said David, showing me the meal he and Jenny prepared in
Halloween colors.
“O h, but you shouldn't have,” I said.
“Now do you want some BBQ sausages, Mum,” asked David.
“There is no BBQ,” I queried.
“Yes you have! Jen and I bought it for you,” said David, showing me the brand new BBQ
that they had bought.
“O h, that must have cost you a fortune,” I said.
“Mum, stop worrying. Jen and I have been working for some of the lecturers, so we’re
okay,” beamed David. That night we all enjoyed each other’s company in the spirit of
Over the next few days, I enjoyed the children and realized that the day I started my new job