Emma sighed. It was the 5th time in 2 hours that Andrew had cried and needed something. She couldn't wait until she found a daycare for him. She had already maxed out the days of paid maternity leave at her job, and was now on unpaid leave. To make matters worse, she only had 3 more weeks before she had to get back to work or she'd be fired. She was so preoccupied with Andrew, she didn't hear the doorbell ring until the 4th time. Finally, she picked Andrew up and went to get the door.
As soon as she opened the door, she regretted it. A man whom Emma had never seen before (or so she thought) stood in the doorway, a slight smile on his face.
"Who are you and what the hell do you want?", Emma asked him.
"Well aren't you all nice and polite", he shot back.
"Seriously, WHO ARE YOU?!" Andrew began to cry. Great, Emma thought.
"My name is August W. Booth", he answered.
Emma raised an eyebrow. "Really? With the middle initial?"
"It stands for Wayne", he answered.
"Kay. Now what do you want?"
"Well, now that's the tricky part, isn't it?
"Go away."
He leaned in close, so no one could hear, and whispered, "I know you've got a stolen car there, and unless you want everyone else to know it, too, I suggest you let me in."
Emma sighed. "Come in, August."
He entered their house, sitting down in one of the chairs in the living room. He looked around, at the house, the family photos, and at Emma. Mostly at Emma.
"Something tells me this is going to be complicated", Emma reasoned.
August chuckled. "Very", he confirmed.
"Hit me", Emma said.
"OK. So, to begin with, your parents are Snow White and Prince Charming", August began.
"OK", Emma said, "Not sure whether to call the cops or the psychiatric ward."
"No, please, let me finish."
Emma stared at him, long and hard. "Alright", she said, "You got ten minutes."
