Choices and Acceptance

I woke up early this morning. Packed all my things and went to the car waiting for me outside. I wasn't ready for moving into a new place, but Mom got fired from her job, so she decided to look for new ones outside of town. I'm originally from New York but when my Dad died, Mom wasn't doing good at her job that's why she got fired.

"Are you ok, Kim?", my brother asked.  

"I'm fine. I'm just not used about this thing.", I replied.

Mom took a look at our faces and she saw that my brother, Kit was so happy that we get to have some new friends again. My brother is actually sociable, I was like him before when my dad was alive, but when dad died, I started to become shy, and it wasn't going well with my friends.

"Kim, honey, what is the problem?", mom asked. 

"I don't know mom, I feel like I might not be able to make new friends again. I just wish that Dad was alive so that he could help me get over this fear." my voice was breaking at the end.  

"Kim, don't worry. I'll help you make new friends. Okay?". Kit was probably two years older than me, and he was always there for me when I have problems.

I saw that look on my Mom's face, she was almost going to cry when I mentioned Dad. Mom was the most courageous person I've ever been with since Dad's death. She continued to stand up for Kit and I.

When we already arrived in California, Mom took out our bags. My jaw dropped when I saw how big our house was.

"Mom, are we really going to live here? But, who's going to pay for this?",

"My boss is going to pay for this house, but we'll be the one to buy some household materials. He will also be the one in charge of the electricity and water payments here.", mom smiled at me.

When I entered the house, I went to the biggest room directly, "I guess this will be my room?" I asked Kit.  

"Funny Kim! It's going to be Mom's room" he laughed.

"You rooms' are upstairs.", I suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice.

When I turned around I saw the caretaker of the house, she was actually British. She looked a little old for me, maybe around late forties.

"Hello I'm Kimberly, how do you do? This is my brother Kit." I spoke in a very polite tone. 

"Kit and I have already met outside. You are such a beautiful girl. I am Maria by the way.", she said in a lovely tone.

"Kim! Kit! Where are you? Hope you didn't break anything yet!", mom entered the room.  

"Well, who do we have here?". I wasn't quite impressed by mom's tone, and I think Maria wasn't either.  

"Hello. I am Maria, the caretaker of this house, Mr. Collins said that you were going to live here. You must be Kelly Brian?", Maria replied still in a lovely tone.  

"Yes, I am. Nice to meet you, Maria", mom offered out her hand, Maria shook it nicely.

The three of us were exhausted from our trip, we already arrived at around nine in the evening. Maria already led us to our rooms and she went home. I took a bath and didn't mind about dinner. When mom called us for supper, I was already in my room asleep.