To begin, my name in this story is Ron. I live opposite countries with my parents, so, one Christmas season i decided to surprise them and go home unannounced. My siblings helped with the surprise and it was successful. Upon arriving at our house i immediately noticed this pretty house helper. We’ll call her Karen. It was not uncommon for our house to have house helpers since they help take care of my grandparents and ease the workload around the house. There were 2 house helpers, a late 40’s woman and Karen. Karen was light skinned, petite, and has a cute look on her. I honestly thought she was older than me but i was wrong.
The first time i interacted with her, it was all shyness and awkwardness since i am the son of the people she work for. Now, i’m used to doing chores around the house and her being a helper thought it was her duty to clean up after me. But i was not raised that way. So one morning after i ate breakfast, i was preparing to bring my dish to the sink to wash, when she goes to me wanting to take my dish so she can wash it on her own. We touched hands and i saw her blush. This is the first indication that she likes me.