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"Sarah..." Sarah opened her eyes slowly, the light shining in from the window blinding her, and she covered her eyes with her hand. Her head was spinning and she groaned. She must have drunk more than she thought last night.

"Shit," she swore as she sat up and felt slightly dizzy. She would like nothing more than to stay in bed all day, but unfortunately, she had work. She looked at her mobile phone. 6:00. Sarah growled, got out of bed, opened her bedroom door, and walked into Toby's bedroom.

"Hey, Toby, it's morning, time for school, kiddo," she said, as she stroked his soft, blonde hair.

Toby opened his eyes and grumbled, pulling a pillow over his head. Sarah laughed.
"I know, right! C'mon, get up, and I'll make you pancakes for breakfast."

Toby sat up straight away when he heard the mention of pancakes, and a big smile lit up his face. "With blueberries?" he said as he stretched his arms above his head and yawned.

"Yes, yes, with blueberries, but only if you get up now, because otherwise we won't have time," she said as she walked out the room and into the kitchen to make breakfast.

It was 7:30 by the time Sarah dropped Toby off at school. "I'll see you at 4:00, Tobes, be a good boy, ok?" She kissed the boy's forehead and messed up his hair with her hand.

"Whatever," he said, embarrassed by his sister's action, and he walked into his school with two of his friends who joined him at the door. Sarah sighed and began to walk to her work. She was a waitress in a coffee shop, and sometimes a cleaner in the local holiday cottages.

It wasn't her dream job, but at least she got some money for it. She needed the money, as she had a lot of things to pay for at her age. There was food for both her and Toby, water, electricity, tax on her apartment, as well as rent. Luckily, her father had left her a good amount of his money, but that wasn't going to last forever. Eventually she would run out, and when she did, she didn't know what she would do. 'Cross that bridge when I come to it,' she thought to herself as she walked into the cafe.

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Toby sat at the small table in the kitchen eating pasta with tomato sauce and cheese grated on top. He always looked happy when he ate. Sarah sat next to him drinking some water. She couldn't face her meal; she didn't feel like she could stomach it.

"How was school today?" she said as she played with her unwanted meal.

"It was good," he said, stuffing his face like he hadn't eaten in days.

"Good...learn much?" Toby looked at her and giggled.

"Sarah, can't you think of somethin' better to say?"

Sarah chuckled at his cheeky words. "What ya wanna do when the school holidays arrive?"

Toby thought for a minute. "Well, Sam's mom said I can go stay at his house for the weekend, and his mom said she'll take us to the movies and stuff," he said, shrugging his shoulders.

Sarah thought. "And do you wanna do that?"

Toby drank down some of his milk. "Yeah, it will be cool. He just got some new video games, and we are going to play on them. And he got a new dog today, and we're going to walk him in the park."

Sarah smiled sadly as she thought about Merlin again, and she quickly drank down her water.

"Can you tell me a story tonight?"

Sarah looked surprised at Toby's request. She used to tell him stories every night, but when their parents had died, he had stopped asking, and when she did attempt to read him a story, he would grumble and tell her he was bored.

"Sure...I thought you hated story time now?" she said, picking up the plates and putting them in the sink, letting them soak in the soapy water.

"Nah, I just got bored of it for a while... I kinda miss it now," he said as he wiped his mouth with a red paper napkin and got down from the table.

Sarah smiled. He missed story time. That made her feel happy for a moment, as that little child inside her still loved story time, acting, and playing the games she used to when she was a teen.

"Go play for a bit. I'm gonna clean up, and then we'll go for a walk and watch a movie before bed," she said.

Sarah cleaned away the mess from the kitchen, and once it was done, Sarah walked into her living room. She was so tired. It seemed like the last couple of days were creeping up on her, and she was finding it hard to stay awake. She closed her eyes slowly, giving up on fighting sleep.

She would just have a nap, just a little nap to get her head together, and then she'd take Toby for a short walk... suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door, waking Sarah up completely. Then confusion filled her mind. Who in the hell was that? She stood and walked to the door quickly and opened it.

"Hello?" Sarah felt shocked when she saw the face of her ex-boyfriend.

"Babe! Sarah babe, oh my god! How long has it been? Three years? Shit, long time, I know that much!" said the confident man.

"Wh-what are you doing here? How did you know where I live?"

The man smiled and kissed her hand.

"I have been searching for you for so long, Sarah; I am so glad I have found you at last," he said and pulled her into a tight embrace. Sarah didn't know quite what to do, or what to say. She went out with Jon for a year after her trip in the Labyrinth thanks to her stepmother for making her feel stupid for 'not having dates at her age!'

Sarah had ended up going out with Jon for six months, and she had liked him, but not enough. Not when she found out he was chatting up every girl in her college, and she had caught him and another girl kissing at the bus stop one day. Sarah had dumped him there and then. Sarah pulled away from him slowly and gave an anxious chuckle.

"Jon, um, come in; have a coffee..." she started, cursing herself for not kicking his ass out and making him leave.

Jon smirked as he walked into her apartment. "Wow, small compared to your other house... what happened?" he said sitting on her red couch. Sarah sighed and sat next to him.

"My parents died in a car accident two years ago, after we...broke up," she said, quietly looking down at her hands, avoiding eye contact with him. "When they died I couldn't afford to keep the house...so I moved here. At least it's not far from Toby's school, and the park."

She gave a nervous half-smile. Jon put an arm around the back on the sofa.

"That's awful Sarah...awful. I'm sorry for your loss," he said, lowering his arm and putting it around her shoulders. Sarah felt uneasy and shifted slightly.

"I'm okay...Toby and I like it here, it's fine for us..." She smiled.

Jon pulled away and smiled at her, a sly, mischievous look on his face. "That's good, Sarah, you're so brave. I'm sure your parents would be very proud of you."

Sarah felt a small smile pull her lips, and her eyes twinkled. "Thank you," she breathed.

"I missed you, babe; it's been so long," he said gently stroking her soft, dark hair.

Sarah took a shuddering breath...

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AN:So sorry this chapter is so short guys, i will make it up to you. Thanks for reading, don't forget to review :)