“I’ve gotten a full-time job. In fact, we all have.” Robert elatedly threw his cap onto the coat rack and turned around, smiling.
“What?” Margaret looked up, startled.
“Jackie! Come on down, son,” Robert called up the stairs.
The family assembled in the parlor.
“You know the movie house in Dearborn? The one on Michigan? The three of us are going to run it. Six days a week. Margaret, you can keep it clean and sell concessions. Jack, you can be the usher. The job comes with the uniform. And I will run the mechanicals. It also comes with free housing – an apartment over the bank next door.”
“But we’ve a home, Robert. Here.”
“I’m going to talk to Walker. We can rent it to him. The whole house. Extra money for us. If he doesn’t want to rent it, we can find another.”
“Did you already agree?”
“I did! We can earn twenty dollars a week, the three of us. Plus free housing and another twenty a month for this house… That’s at least one hundred dollars a month for us!” Robert was giddy with glee.
“You agreed? Did you see the apartment?”
“No, I didn’t. We can go tomorrow, though. I asked if we could take a look tomorrow.”
Margaret hung her head in resignation and turned to head into the kitchen. “You’re the man of the house, Robert. If that’s what you’ve decided…”
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