Warren had been driving a bus for nearly as long as his buddy David had. They’d gone through training together, and they’d worked intersecting routes for many years. Usually they only saw each other long enough on a daily basis to nod in passing as they drove past each other. Other times they’d meet up in the locker room area of the bus company as they changed in or out of their uniforms. They occasionally even went out for a beer after work.
Warren had just come off of his shift and drifted into the locker area to change his clothes before he caught a bus home. As he came around the corner to head for his locker, he heard someone whistling a cheerful tune.
“Hey, Davey-boy!” he called out happily, “What’s got you so chipper after a long day of driving crying babies and grumpy mamas to and fro?”
“Hey, Warren,” David smiled, “I don’t know. I’m just eager to get home, I guess.”
“You’re awfully happy just to be going home,” Warren said, “Is there something else going on? Maybe the pitter-patter of little feet?” Warren elbowed him suggestively.
“Nah,” David laughed, “Chloe and I were never blessed that way, and we’re too old for that now.”
“Ah, you’re never too old for babies,” Warren winked, “So what else is going on?”
“Well, we hired an aide to watch my father-in-law a few months back,” David said, “You remember he has Alzheimer’s?”
“Yes, such a terrible thing,” Warren said, shaking his head.
“Well, since we hired the aide, Barney has been doing great, and Chloe has been doing great. She’s getting more rest. She even naps sometimes now during the day while the aide is there! She’s a different woman.”
“Hey, that’s great, man,” Warren said.
“We should’ve hired an aide a long time ago,” David said, “She’s been so worn out not sleeping at night because she was always getting up to put him back to bed. Then during the day she wasn’t getting much done. She was either watching him or taking him outside and sitting with him.”
“Does the aide come every day?” Warren asked.
“Just during the week,” David said, “On weekends, I’m there to help. She still gets up with her Dad at night, but with the aide there during the day, she’s got time to herself. I sometimes think she’d like to go back to work at the bakery, but that’s up to her.”
“It’s nice for her to be home, though, too,” Warren said, “Her Dad won’t be around forever.”
“That’s true,” David sighed, “I think right now she just wants to enjoy him at home while she can. He might eventually have to go into a nursing home, but we’ll have to figure that out when the time comes.”
“You never know what life is going to toss you,” Warren said, “Do you wanna grab a beer on the way home?”
“No, but I’ll take a raincheck,” David grinned, “Gotta get home to my bride.”
“You are a lucky man,” Warren grinned, slapping him on the back as David left.
Warren finished changing his clothes and tossed his uniform in the company laundry bin. He noticed another driver he knew fairly well on his way out and hurried to catch up with him. Maybe Pete wanted to grab a beer with him.
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