A/N: Drill team is raping me. Not really. But I'm too tired to really type much of anything I wrote this on my 20 turned 30 hour road trip so I still apologize if it's funky. Anyway, we have a new drill team director and she is AWESOME. I love her, she actually makes us work and get in shape. Besides that, my reviewers are awesome. I know that if I post a chapter I will get a review notice within 2 or 3 hours. Makes me happy inside. I'm too tired to type but know that I love you all and your stories (I read them, yo!). Anyway, I'm going to make like an egg and beat it (BEAT IT, NO ONE WANTS TO BEAT IT BEAT IT! Man... Michael Jackson used to be the shiz. Back when he was black. And not a woman.) PEACE!
Building Bridges
The woman smiled gently. "Yes. You are my Rayanne Emily Winters." She finished her descent down the stairs and hugged her eagerly. She pulled back and raised a hand to cup Rayanne's cheek.
"You are so beautiful. Oh! Where are my manners? I am Janie Peters." She had a slight accent as she spoke but Rayanne was still too shocked to take notice.
"Why did you leave Father? And why did you wait so long before contacting me? Why did Father never tell me you were still alive?" Rayanne was on the brink of tears when Mrs. Peters held her tightly to her own body.
"There are so many things we have to talk about, Darling. Why don't you go upstairs and get settled? I have had a room all set up for you for years. I can't believe you are actually here." She cupped Rayanne's face and kissed her forehead.
"George will take your bags." The old man from before appeared and grabbed her bags and began to carry them up the stairs.
Rayanne nodded her head and turned to motion to William. "What about William? Where will he go?"
Mrs. Peters followed Rayanne's gaze and smiled at William. "The guest room is available if you would like it, young man. I am extremely grateful that you came along. I have heard so much about you from my husband."
Rayanne's head snapped back to face her mothers. "You talk to Father?"
Mrs. Peters nodded but headed to a door at the end of the hallway. It opened to the kitchen which was filled with maids.
"Meet me in the library in two hours. Take some time to rest. Look around, this is your second home now. Feel free to ask George for help if you need any. Your room is upstairs to the left. Second door. I am going to notify the maids that you have arrived. They will all be so excited."
When the door closed behind her William stood before Rayanne. "Are you okay, Ray? That might have been a lot to take in just a few minutes."
Rayanne nodded numbly and made her way up the stairs. "I will see you in a few hours, William. I need some time to gather my thoughts."
She found her room easily and slowly opened the door. Her room was lavender and pale yellow with a large bed with countless pillows. A small bench, decorated with more pillows, was located in front of her window. She looked out the window and smiled when she noted the fire escape to the right. It was close enough to her window to climb up onto the roof.
She walked to her bed and sat down to take in everything she had just been told and view her room at the same time.
'This is going to be a long day.'