Frankie sat with Sarah one morning in her room, after everyone had their breakfast for the day and Stacy walked off with Mac to school.

Thumbing through every available jobs that they came a crossed in the newspaper and internet. But it all ended in depressing news…it was either, "you are not qualified for this position," "you don't heave enough experience" or the worse thing she could ever get, "we don't hire imaginary friends."

The spent all morning searching for any and every position available, but it became harder and harder, it was till the old clock in the dinning room struck 12 that Sarah decided to give up…

Slamming the news paper on the bed, Sarah buried her face in her arms letting out a frustratingly grunt, "at this rate, I will never make the Stephanie's dream come true…"

Frankie looked up to her frustrated friend, knowing how hard she had been searching day and night for a job she could do, she did go through some interviews, but it all ended in a dud because of what she was, she even tried fast food, but for some reasons she was a health violation, something about….shedding came to mind.

Sarah held her head up as she sighed deeply, "what else can I possibly do?"

"Maybe, you are setting your standards too high Sarah, maybe you should try something small?" Said Frankie as she looked up a website from her computer, "maybe you should try something that you are good at?"

"I am good at cooking, I can clean, I am well organized…"

"all the things you were given Sarah…the places that you are applying for want people with a degree and professional business fields."

Sarah looked down sadly as she looked at the ads that her hand still clutched onto for dear life itself.

Frankie frowned a little as she wheeled herself over to Sarah looking down at the ads in the paper then pointed to an ad saying, "You can always start off as a housecleaner?" she looked to her with a smile, "they always make good money if you are good and fast enough."

Sarah sat in Indian style as she contemplated that thought, "well, I can surely give it a shot, it wouldn't hurt to try something that I do here on a daily basis at someone else's home…"

"And you get paid for it," Frankie smiled at her.

Sarah smiled, "you get paid to do the same thing."

Frankie sighs, "yeah, I know, but I don't move from place to place, just from room to room…and since Herriman has gotten friends to help out more around here, my paycheck has been cut a little."

"Then why don't you get another job?" Sarah asked.

Frankie shrugged, "I am dedicated to my work here, have been for since I was a little girl. Plus I couldn't leave my grandmother behind."

"ah, you afraid Herriman might drive your grandmother crazy?" Sarah gave a slight smile.

Frankie laughed, "As if! I make sure she doesn't drive him crazy."

Both girls laughed at the idea as thumbed through the ads.

Fankie then pointed out, "There is one that is not to far away, maybe you can start there and see what they have to offer you. Its says: 'need hard worker, good cook, fast cleaner, and babysitter."

"Babysitter?" Sarah asked a little confused, "people put an add for a babysitter? Are they not scared of what kind of psycho's that can possibly run a muck in their house with their children?"

"That's why they do a thorough background check." Frankie answered.

Sarah immediately became pale to the idea, her secret…everything could come out into the open, it would be…no…she shook her head to get rid of the horrid images of her past. She was past all of that, Wilt has been helping her cope with it…plus it had been so long ago…surely by now it would have been cleared. She looked to Frankie after taking a second to gain back her composure and said, "a background check huh?"

Frankie smiled at Sarah, completely oblivious to her sudden lack color or silence a second ago, "but don't worry, we have your file downstairs, I am sure you can take that with you."

Sarah was a little skeptical at first, but she had to ask, "um Frankie?"

"yes?"

"Say like, an imaginary friend did something bad back in its day, would you put that in a file?"

Frankie was a bit curious as to why she would ask that question, but shrugged it off as she answered, "We do…but they are in a separate file, we try to keep those separate, just in case an imaginary friend wants to get adopted. Mr. Herriman takes their file and puts all the bad files into another one."

"why do you do that?"

"Well, we take their bad file and see if they can be fixed or helped on it, as far as I know, there have a been a few that couldn't be helped, aka the exstremasouruses outside, that were created by vengeful or destructive teens. But there have been a lot that have been and got adopted, but we still keep their records just in case."

"Ah I see…"

Frankie looked to Sarah, "why do you ask?"

"Oh…no reason, just curious that's all."

Frankie raised a brow, "Well…okay. Anyway, back to the ad, what do you think Sarah?"

Sarah thought about it, her finger gently grazing over the print, as if reading it carefully to make sure that was no fine print in between the letters, after a minute, she answered, "Why not, I will give it a shot."