When her shift ended she found her brother out side waiting for her. He drove her to a cafe and made sure she ate dinner before dropping her off at work.
"Bella I'll see you after your shift, be safe and call if you need anything." He said.
Tonight being Friday was busy with gas and beer sales. She was glad to have time fly. Tomorrow she could rest a little for her shift at the bar started at four.
But when she got off work her brother was not there and in his place was Zane.
He was leaning on his car with his hands in his pockets.
"Need a ride?" he asked.
"My brother is coming." She said.
"No, I asked if I could pick you up so we could talk about the job offer I made." He opened the back door.
"I think I turned it down. But if it will get me home then I'll listen." She got in.
He walked to the other side and told the driver to go.
"I need a house keeper, one I can trust. Monday thru Friday 8 am to 6 pm.. hour paid lunch. Weekend off unless I have a party, then over time would be paid."
Her interest was peaked, "How much that's a really big house you got?"
"It's not for my house but my penthouse. The pay is $50 an hour paid weekly each friday." He knew he had her hooked now.
"That is more then all three of my jobs together. Can I talk it over with my family?" She had a hard time saying no.
"Take your time, but I would like you to start on monday so call me soon." He smiled and when they pulled up to her place he got out and opened the door.
She walked in and Bret and her father was waiting up. She told them of the job offer and asked for their opinions and when it as all over she decided to take the job. She would call Mr. Heart when she got up.
She was tired and could not sleep so she pulled out her book to continue the story.
◇◇◇♡♡♡◇◇◇ THE GOOSE-GIRL cont:
Now the name of this lad, that the real bride was to help in watching the king's geese, was Curdken.
Soon after, the false bride said to the prince, "Dear husband, pray do me one piece of kindness."
"That I will," said the prince.
"Then tell one of your slaughterers to cut off the head of the horse I rode upon, for it was very unruly, and plagued me sadly on the road."
But the truth was, she was very much afraid lest Falada should speak, and tell all she had done to the princess.
She carried her point, and the faithful Falada was killed; but when the true princess heard of it she wept, and begged the man to nail up Falada's head against a large dark gate in the city through which she had to pass every morning and evening, that there she might still see him sometimes.
Then the slaughterer said he would do as she wished, so he cut off the head and nailed it fast under the dark gate. Early the next morning, as the princess and Curdken went out through the gate, she said sorrowfully-- "Falada, Falada, there thou art hanging!" and the head answered-- "Bride, bride, there thou are ganging! Alas! alas! if thy mother knew it, Sadly, sadly her heart would rue it."
Then they went out of the city, driving the geese. And when they came to the meadow, the princess sat down upon a bank there and let down her waving locks of hair, which were all of pure gold; and when Curdken saw it glitter in the sun, he ran up, and would have pulled some of the locks out; but she cried--
"Blow, breezes, blow! Let Curdken's hat go! Blow breezes, blow! Let him after it go! "O'er hills, dales, and rocks, Away be it whirl'd, Till the golden locks Are all comb'd and curl'd!"
Then there came a wind, so strong that it blew off Curdken's hat, and away it flew over the hills, and he after it; till, by the time he came back, she had done combing and curling her hair, and put it up again safely.
Then he was very angry and sulky, and would not speak to her at all; but they watched the geese until it grew dark in the evening, and then drove them homewards.
The next morning, as they were going through the dark gate, the poor girl looked up at Falada's head, and cried-- "Falada, Falada, there thou art hanging!" and it answered-- "Bride, bride, there thou are ganging! Alas! alas! if thy mother knew it, Sadly, sadly her heart would rue it."
Then she drove on the geese and sat down again in the meadow, and began to comb out her hair as before, and Curdken ran up to her, and wanted to take of it; but she cried out quickly--
"Blow, breezes, blow! Let Curdken's hat go! Blow breezes, blow! Let him after it go! O'er hills, dales, and rocks, Away be it whirl'd, Till the golden locks Are all comb'd and curl'd!"
Then the wind came and blew off his hat, and off it flew a great distance over the hills and far away, so that he had to run after it: and when he came back, she had done up her hair again, and all was safe.
So they watched the geese till it grew dark. In the evening, after they came home, Curdken went to the old king, and said, "I cannot have that strange girl to help me to keep the geese any longer."
"Why?" inquired the king.
"Because she does nothing but tease me all day long."
Then the king made him tell him all that had passed. And Curdken said, "When we go in the morning through the dark gate with our flock of geese, she weeps, and talks with the head of a horse that hangs upon the wall, and says-- "Falada, Falada, there thou art hanging!" and the head answers-- "Bride, bride, there thou are ganging! Alas! alas! if thy mother knew it, Sadly, sadly her heart would rue it."
And Curdken went on telling the king what had happened upon the meadow where the geese fed; and how his hat was blown away, and he was forced to run after it, and leave his flock.