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Chapter 5:
Jim checked the clock, she never slept in this late, even when she was half fruitcake, she didn't sleep so much. He looked up at the clock again. Were was she?
"Jim, she's probably just sleeping yesterday out of her system." It was his mother. How does she always know everything?
"I know, I know, but when she was still half puppet she never slept in this late." He checked the clock, "Mom, are you sure that thing's right? I mean..."
"JIM! Stop it!"
"But, Mom!"
"Jim look behind you.'' He turned around so fast that he lost his balance and landed in a heap on the floor. He looked toward the stairs, face beet red. All he saw was BEN.
"GOOD MORNING, JIMMY!" Jim shot his mother a glare, but it was lost on her. She was laughing so hard tears were running down her cheeks.
"What's so funny?" A groggy voice asked. Jim was up like a shot, making Sarah laugh harder. Zandra was standing at the foot of the stairs, half awake.
"Enjoy your nap?" Jim asked her.
"Yes, thank you, and how was your evening?"
"Very uneventful."
"I'm sure you liked that. What's she laughing about?" Zandra asked motioning to Sarah.
"Her, uh, never mind her she's just temporarily lost her mind, that's all." He said as he led her to the kitchen.
"If you say so," she grumbled as she put on her apron and started out to greet the early customers. "I've got to get to work."
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(A/N: this is back in Zandra's world about 3 months after she went through the porthole)
Mandy glanced up a the clock, Zandra would be getting home any minute now, and she would want one of those sweet rolls she had baked for breakfast. She started toward the breadbox then stopped abruptly. Zandra wasn't come home today. She hadn't come home for three months, not since she disappeared that one night in February. Her mother had insisted she'd been kidnapped. But Mandy had a different idea, Mandy thought that she had run away from home because of her mother. Zandra's father was even back using his connections with the FBI and the CIA to help find her. An Amber alert had been put out, but nothing had come up so far. Many had given up on her. When Mandy was questioned she had remained vague and discreet, if Zandra had run away, she might be in a better position now then she would be if she ever came back home. After getting over her slight worry Zandra's mother had sworn that if Zandra ever came back she'd get beaten within an inch of her life, and from experience Mandy knew she'd do it. She just hoped that where ever Zandra was that she was safe.
(A/N: This chapter basically evolved off of one Raine Ishidas' wonderful ideas, not mine)
