Post by SSA Dr. Spencer Reid on Feb 2, 2012 16:33:36 GMT -5
Spencer had gotten Lorene Jackson's number from Aimee that morning, and had just had time to phone her. He needed help, and had finally swallowed his pride and admitted that he couldn't watch DJ, work, AND keep track of Aimee alone.
He dialed the still-strange woman's number, and sighed in relief when it went to voicemail.
"Oh, hello. This is SSA Dr. Spencer Reid. I am calling for Mrs. Lorene Jackson. I, uh, well, I am Aimee Reid's brother. I would like to discuss some matters with you; please call me back.
Lorene walked through the door and saw she had a message on her phone. She smiled happily at the message and then called back. She was so excited to finally get to care for DJ.
Post by SSA Dr. Spencer Reid on Feb 2, 2012 18:37:03 GMT -5
Spencer had just returned to his desk as the phone rang. He grabbed it up, and spoke into it.
"This is Dr. Reid..." it was Mrs. Jackson, returning his call.
"Yes, thanks for calling me back; I appreciate your promptness. I wanted to speak with you about babysitting my daughter, and maye my sister after school. Um, is that something you could do? Aimee suggested it, and I think it might work, at least until I can find daycare."