“What about Mrs Peters?” Charles asked. “He does the housework, Mike can learn from him.”
“Well… that’s part of Francine’s problem… Frank’s very willing but he’s not very able, so she wants to get Michael fully trained so his dad can see how the housework should be done.”
“Ohhh.” Charlie said.
The following day after completing his morning chores, Charlie donned his normal clothes and walked over to Mike’s house. He rang the door bell and waited. Mike’s dad answered wearing a pair of comfy looking casual pants, a sweat shirt and a pale blue tabard. “Hello Mr Peters… is Mike in?”
“Hello Charlie… yes.” Mrs Peters replied. “Mike!” he hollered. “Charlie’s here, should I send him up?” he asked, before turning to Charles and inviting him in. “You know where to go.” he said.
