Brogan Household: Week one
Andrea Brogan here. I just moved into this little cottage off of Peach Drive, and things are looking pretty good for us right now. I live here with my little girl, Lisa. Her father- well, he was never much of a dad to her at all, and I haven't seen him in almost a year. He was- everything I wanted when I was younger. Handsome, daring, carefree. Wealthy, too, and just enough of a rebel to be fun, but not enough to alert my parents. We'd fool around a lot, and eventually I got knocked up. He was working on running for mayor and didn't want to mar his reputation so he started paying me to pretend my baby wasn't his. After Lisa was a few months old, I couldn't take it any more, seeing him in in the grocery store, the coffee house, everywhere, and having him not even look at me. So I moved.
I got a job at the local ER right off the bat, and the next day I hired a nanny to take care of Lisa and went to work. I got promoted the very first day, but they wanted me to work the night shift. Some paperwork got messed up, and I ended up going back to work just a few short hours later. I went, of corse, but when I came back, I was so tired I just crumpled up on the lawn. I had just gotten another promotion, and they wanted me to go right back after scarcely five hours of sleep. I called in sick, though, so I spent the day with Lisa. Normally I'm not one to lie to my employers, but enough is enough. I just couldn't work that much.
Lisa had a birthday. She's really pretty, I think, but don't take my word for it. Every mother has that to say about their daughters. She's real smart, and she likes to play chess with me, her nanny, or just by herself for hours on end. She hasn't made any friends, though, and I'm getting a little worried about her. She's not exactly shy, she just doesn't know anyone.
My own socal life is getting on ok, though. I met a man... Talin Wilson. He's reall sweet. He's also our postman. He winked at me and gave me his number the first time he came around with the bills, and I called him up to chat on Friday. By Saturday, we were making out.
That's everything worth telling about, I think.
I got a job at the local ER right off the bat, and the next day I hired a nanny to take care of Lisa and went to work. I got promoted the very first day, but they wanted me to work the night shift. Some paperwork got messed up, and I ended up going back to work just a few short hours later. I went, of corse, but when I came back, I was so tired I just crumpled up on the lawn. I had just gotten another promotion, and they wanted me to go right back after scarcely five hours of sleep. I called in sick, though, so I spent the day with Lisa. Normally I'm not one to lie to my employers, but enough is enough. I just couldn't work that much. 
Lisa had a birthday. She's really pretty, I think, but don't take my word for it. Every mother has that to say about their daughters. She's real smart, and she likes to play chess with me, her nanny, or just by herself for hours on end. She hasn't made any friends, though, and I'm getting a little worried about her. She's not exactly shy, she just doesn't know anyone. 
My own socal life is getting on ok, though. I met a man... Talin Wilson. He's reall sweet. He's also our postman. He winked at me and gave me his number the first time he came around with the bills, and I called him up to chat on Friday. By Saturday, we were making out. That's everything worth telling about, I think.
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