I not believing it. I arriving at school and there is Sven

I not believing it. I arriving at school and there is Sven. He waits for me. He stand there and I not believing my eyes. But then I see he there with Josh and other parents too. Mrs Willoughby she say, ‘We have a minor flood. It looks as if a mixed infant with behavioural problems got in and turned the taps on when the cleaner took the rubbish out. It shows all the signs of an ex-Montessori child whose mother won’t have Gina Ford in the house.’ Their teacher look like candle that almost completely melted now.
‘We can still go to our café,’ says Sven. ‘We will just have to bring along the children.’
‘It it organic?’ says Josh. ‘I’m only allowed to have things that are orange and don’t taste very nice.’
Fay want to sit with me and Sven as we have our coffees. The boys go away to play Killer Pharoahs under tables because they dressed for Ancient Egyptians (wearing bin bags and things from Claire’s Accessories)
‘There is not many boy au-pairs I is knowing,’ I say.
‘Cressida asked for a Swedish male au-pair,’ he say. ‘She thinks Swedes are all middle-class and don’t have any social problems, and a man is less likely to be crying for his mother. It just happened that I wanted a year off in London before the final year of my course. Are you doing a course in Estonia?’
‘I is delaying it, ‘ I tell him with nervousness.
‘What is it in?’ he say.
‘It is general,’ I say.
‘I thought it was needlework,’ Fay tell him. ‘ Monika did all my homework the other night.’
‘She six,’ I remind him. ‘She want to read Bratz book in bag.’
‘What do you like least about being an au-pair, Monika?’ he ask.
I not even thinking as I say, ‘I not like it when the Markhams they walk around in their underclothing. I think how would they like it if I did it to them?’
He smile and is silent for a while. ‘That is funny, Monika, but I have the same problem with Cressida. I think she wear nice pants but I do not want to see them, especially when we are alone in the house.’
Is then my frothy coffee is spilling out at thought of this woman alone with handsome young Swede man.
‘But it is not for too long, ‘ he say.
‘No,’ I reply.
‘I am quite busy at the moment but I would like very much for us to go to an English pub soon. I expect you are busy too.’
‘She isn’t,’ say Fay. ‘She sits on the funny bed in the attic and cries because she wants a boyfriend except she tells my mother it’s because she’s homesick. So I expect she can do any evening when you’re free, I shouldn’t worry too much.
‘I shall pay,’ say Sven.
‘He probably has a pretty girlfriend in Sweden, Monika. He’s only being nice to you,’ Fay say.
I kick Fay under table only I am hitting my toe instead.