It was a bright and warm morning. Sarah dawned a light pink, short sleeved buttoned up shirt and a pair of long blue jeans with white tennis shoes. There was no cloud in the sky, it was so nice that Sarah showed up with a bright smile on her face when she reached the Richards Estate, greeting Ms. Richards just as she was about to leave for work.
Before Miss Richards left the mansion, she looked to Sarah, wearing the tie-dye suit that fell victim to the tampered washing machine the day before, asking her if she could maintain the garden, dust the living room and worry about making dinner for her son tonight because she was going to be late. Sarah of course didn't mind and nodded to the requested.
After the first hour of the day, it seemed to go by quietly, Sarah hadn't heard or seen hide or hair of the little boy that lived there. But every so often she did get a glance at Blake who was watching her from afar, but when she saw him, he disappeared just as fast as she looked at him. Ignoring his awkward tactics she just continued on what she was asked to do and dust the living room first before she got herself ready to go to the garden.
It was a little after 11:30am when she finally saw the little boy come out to the garden in his red, two peice Pjs. Being that it was a Saturday, it didn't bother her to much that the child decided to sleep in, but it was such a nice day, maybe she could motivate the child to spend time outside and do some games. Since asking him to do chores wasn't going to appease his interest, let alone any child for that matter.
After planting the lilies she walked up to the child and smiled, "Good morning Mr. Wilderbrat, I hope you had a good sleep."
"yes I did." Richie just replied.
"you must be hungry, how about a light bowl of cereal and we take a walk to the park?" Sarah smiled to him.
"how about you make me a plate of waffles and you take me to the arcade?" Richie retorted.
"but its such a nice day outside, I really don't think it's a good idea to be inside and waste such a day."
"well my mom is not paying you to think, she pays you to take care of the house and me."
Sarah was getting a little irrated but set the feeling aside, "now, just because its my job, doesn't mean I don't mean what I say. I really think that it's a beautiful day to spend it outside and I think you would enjoy the park."
"Exactly what do you know about me? Think I will just say, sure! Lets go the park, I love the swings!…forget it….I live here, so you have to take care of what I want. And I say I want to go to the arcade and I want waffles."
Sarah stands up crosses her arms, "well with that type of attitude, we can spend it here and you can help me in the garden."
"you're my maid/nanny… you are not my mother"
"regardless.. I will not stand by having this attitude being thrown at me just because you think you are better than everyone else."
"I don't think, I know I am …I have the most fascinating and amazing imaginary friend in the world…and I am wealthy…so that makes me better."
Sarah looks at him sternly as she towers over him, "such a thought process is a very shallow thought. Your title, wealth and your imaginary friend doesn't describe who you are a person…you just use it as a crutch to gain whatever control you think you have over people."
Richie just smirks, "oh its not just my wealth and imaginary friend that make me who I am…I also have a clever and crafty mind."
"which will die quickly if you engulf it into video games and sweets…why not put it to some use?"
"oh I am….I am actually putting it to use right now."
"oh? And what can you be thinking about?"
"I am thinking of a date….a past date."
"How is thinking of a date, putting your mind to use?"
"oh trust me it is..I have been brushing up on…history…and I am finding the topic very interesting, and how it could benefit my future."
"A past date?….you mean like a day you remember?"
"I may not remember it….I know someone does..….but what I read about it….it is pretty fascinating."
"oh?" Sarah was starting to get very intrigued and curious as to what the child was thinking about, "so what is the date if I may ask?"
"August 12"…Richie smirked wickedly.
Sarah froze immediately to sound of the date…almost all color in her fur was gone…but she quickly composed herself, *it's a joke…its probably just a coincident.*…. "you don't say….what's so fascinating about that date?"
"oh, I think you know about that date pretty well…after all…its all about you …isn't it?"
Sarah stood up with a small, weak and nervous smile, "what could that date possibly mean to me?"
"I think you know …after what you did that day….I am surprised that they let you stay there at fosters…let alone work outside of it."
Sarah paled completely, "but….how…."
"lets just say…someone wants to make sure that we…know everything about our….employees….and I have to admit…reading it over and over again…I never would have thought just by looking at you….that you could do…such a horrible….terrifying thing."
Sarah was frightened now…it showed it on her body as she started to shake controllably.. "but…it just happened! …I was angry! If you understood what I went through on that day! You wouldn't be holding it against me!"
"oh calm down…I am not holding it against it…" Richie smirked evily now, "I am holding it over you."
"What?" Sarah stared at him shocked.
"that is, if you don't want this type of information getting out, especially to my mother….you will do exactly as I say…and don't worry.. I wont do it to where you will get into trouble…besides…where would the fun be if you were fired?…and don't go about telling your…friends at fosters either…even the slightest bit of knowing you can be rescued…I will not only release the file…but several others that I copied to other states..it wouldn't take long for them to hunt you down…and I aint talking about the just the police…the media will be all over your story"
Sarah stood there rigid….holding her hands to her chest and looked at him…in both fear….and anger.
Richie slowly walked up to her looking at her with smug confident look, "do we understand each other?"
Sarah had no choice…if the word got out, people would know about her. And once it spreads…it could go to the news, what if Stacy were to find out…That made her heart stop for a moment…if Stacy were to see the news one day…she knows that something like this wouldn't just be over in one day…it could last…and if Stacy were to see it….just the thought of Stacy fearing her, even imagining the terrified look in her face… broke her heart…
Closing her eyes….her mind desperately trying to make this out to be a bad dream…some kind of cruel joke at her exspense…but…she knows it wasn't….a few tears rolled down her face…knowing full well, that she had no way out,
She looked at him with a deep sigh and nodded slowly.
Richie smiled now and walked towards the house saying.., "good….now…how about those waffles?"