Chapter 3
13 years later…
Sarah was now 27 years old. A grown woman, she had moved to New York and now owned her own toy store which had become more successful than she could have hoped. She spent her work time helping little girls pick out their favourite dolls and princess dresses and helping boys decide on which action figure to buy. She would read to the toddlers whilst their parents were looking round and she was becoming very well known in the city. The toy store was the talk of New York as it was one of the biggest the city had seen in a long time. She was becoming a wealthy business woman but would never neglect her family. She would spend her free time visiting her parents and Toby in her home town. Sarah and her step mother now had a wonderful relationship and she still had a strong bond with her father. She doted on Toby still and he loved Sarah with all his heart. Mainly when she would bring him some of the unsold merchandise which consisted of skateboards and action figures. Her parents said that she spoilt him but she did not care. He was happy and that was all that mattered.
Everything in Sarah's life was wonderful but she never stopped worrying. Every day she cast her mind back to that night. The night Jareth warned her that something bad would happen. On some occasions she tried to convince herself that it was a dream. But she knew it wasn't.
"Something bad" she said to herself. What could be so bad?! The only bad thing that had happened to her since the Labyrinth was that she failed an exam. But she certainly wasn't going to wish for him because of that! She had more common sense and both she and Jareth knew that. If he was going to do something bad to her, he would really need to up his game. The thought of this made her sick. These thoughts became more and more intense when she was alone. She turned up early one morning to open the store and standing in the dark helped the paranoia kick in. With every little thing in the corner of her eye and ear she became more and more paranoid. This was why she kept in touch with her family so much since she moved. She was so concerned for them. What if this bad thing included them? Anything could happen to her father or her stepmother at work or at home. What about Toby?! Any kind of accident at school in the playground or at home playing the garden could resort in…
"Morning boss!" a voice came through the door breaking Sarah's train of thought. It was Sarah's assistant and friend Robby with two cups of coffee in his hands. Sarah shook her head and walked over to him and took one of the mugs from him.
"Boy! You're in early, I could have opened up" Robby suggested as Sarah began to sip the contents of the mug. She was grateful for his suggestions and his cheerful youthful nature. She needed it.
"Is everything okay?" Robby said looking concerned. Sarah wondered why he asked that until she realised she has not spoken a word to him and she was still wearing a very thoughtful frown.
"Sorry Rob" she said shaking her head again and placing a hand on his shoulder
"Lots on my mind"
