Summer was here and the girls were ready. They had planned on starting up a cleaning service. Nadine was a neat freak, and Jocelyn was innovative.
And due to the fact that teenagers know how to work the internet, the girls started a website.
Jocelyn wanted to save up money for when she eventually got a car, and Nadine was saving up for... well, who am I kidding? Nadine Hart never saved up money for anything. Because money burned a hole in her pocket.
The website included a picture of Nad and Joss, their emails, and short descriptions of them.
“Nadine: Hi, I’m Nadine! I am a complete neat freak, so I am completely qualified to clean your house! I am good about putting things back where they belong and enjoy organizing! I don’t mind cleaning filthy areas or homes, so if you are embarrassed - don’t be! Email us, and I will be glad to clean your home with my partner Jocelyn!”
“Jocelyn: Hello, I am Jocelyn. I enjoy home decor and will be happy to organize. My partner Nadine is the one who does the cleaning, and I take the organizing side! I keep things neat and will organize whatever it is that you have. I take directions very well, and cannot wait to work with you.”
Jocelyn’s father was pleased to hear of the business. But when Jocelyn told her mother, she was swarmed with a mob of ideas for clients.
Being that Jocelyn was now unable to visit her mother alone, Sharon Reynolds, being that smart woman that she is, devised a plan. There were so many filthy trailers in the trailer park, and Sharon decided to spread the word about “Teens Who Clean” among the trailer park.
And within 24 hours after the girls had announced the business to Ms. Reynolds, they had already gotten an email from someone in the trailer park who wanted their help. Nadine and Jocelyn were excited to accept the job, but when they arrived on the welcome mat outside of the trailer of Harold Sanders, they couldn’t help but wonder why exactly he needed their help.
The small area of land outside of his trailer was neat and organized. There was a lawn chair on something that looked as if it had been a lawn in its past lifetime, and his car was shiny and clean.
Nadine knocked on the door of his trailer and to her surprise, the door opened immediately. A man with groomed hair wearing a collared shirt greeted the girls and invited them inside. He looked as if he was in his late thirties or early forties, and was not a bad looking man.
Harold Sanders showed the girls where the cleaning supplies were, and then left them to clean the kitchen.
The counters were freshly dusted, the table had yellow flowers in a vase, and the sink was shiny... leaving the entire home very impressive for a trailer. Harold had gone outside and before leaving had told the girls that if they had any questions not to hesitate to ask him.
Nadine looked out of a window to make sure that Mr. Sanders was not in hearing distance and then said to Jocelyn, “Joss, why does he want us to ‘clean’ his house? I mean trailer...?”
Jocelyn, who had been sitting in a chair at the kitchen table had just been wondering the same thing and answered, “Nad, I seriously have no idea. I mean this place is beautiful for a trailer park,” Jocelyn finished by gesturing to the vase with the fresh yellow flowers.
Nadine was about to say something else when Jocelyn’s cell phone rang.
“Hello?” Jocelyn answered her phone.
“Jocelyn! How is the first job going?”
“How do you know about that?” Jocelyn was both furious and confused.
Nadine shrugged her shoulders to Jocelyn wondering who it was on the other end of the phone.
Jocelyn mouthed, “My mother”
And then Nadine mouthed through her thin and defined lips, “Oh,” Nadine’s smile faded away.
“Mom, how do you know about our job?” Jocelyn demanded in a voice that would hurt the ears of any person who might have been on the other line.
There was static on the other end, and Sharon Reynolds hung up the phone.
Sharon Reynolds had always been thought of as smart, until she underestimated the intellect of someone else. Her daughter. And that is where the line defining her cleverness diminished into stupidity.
For when you underestimate something about someone who you know so well, people cannot help but think what other false ideas and thoughts you think to yourself. And to top that, Sharon Reynolds underestimated her daughter, something that so many parents do the opposite of.
And that’s just it. Sharon Reynolds was never a real mother. Don’t get angry at me for judging. It’s true. Because you know that there is something wrong with a mother when she feels as if her only choice is to sleep with a neighbor in order to be able to see her child.
But for Sharon’s luck, Jocelyn had no idea of what was going on until two weeks later when her mother’s birthday rolled around...
Just a girl...