Lost and Found (12 page)

CHAPTER SIX

Every morning seems to get easier, after waking up
refreshed. Not having a nightmare the past few nights has
been such a wonderful feeling.
Today is the day that I get to go meet Gideon and Eden and
I'm surprised at how excited I am. Just knowing that I will
have a bigger reason to get up in the mornings has made
this new journey an exciting one, and I can't wait to come
back Sunday to start working.

I decide to go shopping for a new wardrobe before I head to
Cash's. Other than the dresses Claudia and I had bought at the boutique, I really didn't have any nice casual clothes. I
was way too excited to stay home counting down the hours until it was time to be there, so I left around lunch time and
picked up a burger at the burger shack and went shopping
for myself, to which I can't remember the last time I did
that. I even splurged and bought me some new bras and
panties.

Mrs. Williamson seemed nice enough on the phone and we
had agreed that 4:30 would be ideal, because that would
give her plenty of time to get the kids snacks and Gideon's
homework over with. She filled me in a little bit about how
I might as well be prepared to battle with Gideon every day
and that he was the kind of kid that needed watched twenty four seven,
but I told her I was pretty sure I could handle him and she wished me luck and that I was going to need it.

As I'm driving closer to the coast, I check my GPS to see
how much further I have to drive and it is saying five miles
and I have a turn soon.

Claudia had prepared me for the size of the house, or shall I
say castle. When Vanessa was pregnant with Gideon, Cash
had surprised her with the castle and told her that since she
was his Queen, she deserved to live like one.
Claud said that she had been there many times for birthdays
and lunches and said that Vanessa loved the house, but
thought it was too excessive sometimes. But it made Cash happy to spoil her, so she enjoyed it.

I arrive where the GPS tells me to and there's a security
booth with gates directly in front of me. That has to be it,
because Claudia said I would have to go through security to
get to the house.
I pull up to the little building, where there is a man sitting
watching TV, wearing a security uniform.

"May I help you?"

"Yes, my name is Olivia Porter. Mr. Kingston is expecting
me." I pull my driver’s license out of my wallet to prove
that I was who I said I was and hand it to him.

"Oh, you're going to be the new nanny. Yes, I have some
papers here for you. Next time all you have to do is type in
your code over there at the box and you won't have to stop
here again. Your code is in with the papers."
He hands me back my driver’s license and some papers and
a clip board that has my arrival time for me to sign. I sign it
and hand it back to him and he then opens the big massive
gate.
"Just pull in and follow the road. The house is around the trees to the right a little ways. Have a nice afternoon,
Ms. Porter. It was very nice to meet you. You can call me
Jack.” He tipped his hat at me.

"It’s very nice to meet you as well, Jack."
I nod at him and pull through the gates, wondering how far
up the road the house is. I drive around the trees that Jack
was telling me about and in the distance I see turrets and
the top of the house over the tree line. It takes me about a quarter of a mile before I see the castle. I would say house, but house doesn't even do it justice,
because it is truly a castle, turrets and all. And I can see the
ocean in the distance.

I pull up into the drive and a gentleman is outside, waxing a
limo and he raises up and motions for me to park over by
where he is. I get out and he comes up to me and introduces
himself.

"You must be Ms. Porter, the new nanny. My name is Lucas. I'll be the one driving you and Gideon back and
forth to school every day, or wherever you need to go for
that matter."
He extends his hand out to shake my hand and I'm amazed
that I have my own driver. Claud had told me that Cash
made a lot of money in his computer software company, but
he definitely lives a life of luxury. I don't know why I'm so
shocked at the idea of a driver taking me where I needed to go, considering how much he is paying me.

"Nice to meet you, Lucas. Please call me Olivia, Ms.
Porter sounds too formal. When you say driver, that doesn't
mean we'll be going in a limo, does it?" I chuckled at the
idea of pulling up at Gideon's school every day.

"That would be up to you. Gideon does go to a stuffy
private school and Mrs. Williamson always insisted on me
driving the limo, because she liked riding in style like all of
the other nannies, but if you prefer something smaller, Mr.
Kingston has a town car and an SUV at my disposable. Whichever you prefer is up to you." He winked and smiled
at me.

"Thank you, Lucas. I really could care less about competing
with the other nannies and I'll let you decide which you
prefer of either vehicle." He whistled and clapped his hands
like he was excited.

"Well alright then. I can tell that we are going to get along
just fine. I see that Mr. Kingston not only hired you for
your beauty, but common sense as well. If you don't mind
my saying, I wasn't a bit disappointed when I heard that
Mrs. Williamson was retiring. She's a stuffy old woman
and she's a bit mean to the children, if you ask me. They are really good kids and that little Eden is an absolute doll and
Gideon is just a little mischievous is all. Yep. You're
going to fit in real good around here, I can already tell."
He grinned at me and went back to what he was doing.

I looked up at the humongous door and knocked on it and
heard yelling coming through the massive door.
I knock again and no one answered, so I go ahead and
turn the knob and open the door, while saying hello. I walk
into the foyer and the yelling is even louder and seems to
be coming from the left of me. I yell hello again and still no
answer, so I walk to the left and I was shocked at what I saw
transpiring, in what looked like the living room and kitchen
area.
A little boy, who I am assuming is Gideon, is standing on
top of the kitchen table throwing whatever he can grab at,
who I assume is Mrs. Williamson. Little Eden is in the
corner holding a baby doll, bawling her head off and some
other woman is telling everyone to calm down.

"I HATE YOU! You never let me have dinner when I do
something bad and I'm telling my DADDY!"
He is throwing flowers, plates, tea cups, candles, and candle
sticks and whatever else he can find on the table at Mrs.
Williamson.

"You can tell your Daddy whatever you want. He's not
going to do anything to help you out of this little tantrum
you're having. You're lucky I'm only sending you to bed
without dinner and not going after you with my yard stick
again young man! You get down from there NOW, and
quit throwing stuff at me!"
Yard stick? No dinner? He's only 7 years old. What is
going on here? The other woman in the room is now consoling Eden and has her sitting in her lap, trying to
reassure her. She looks up and sees me.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't hear anyone at the door." She
sits Eden down and stands up and walks up to me. All of a
sudden, the whole room goes silent and all eyes are on me. Mrs. Williamson is the first one to say anything and Gideon
has a tea kettle above his head ready to throw it and he
slowly puts it back onto the table.

"Oh, you must be Olivia. I'm sorry you had to witness this
little tantrum, but Gideon got into trouble again today at
school and we were just discussing his punishment." Gideon jumps off of the table and stands behind Mrs.
Williamson with his hands on each hip.

“You said that I had to go to bed without dinner AGAIN!
That's not fair! I'm very hungry and I don't care what you
say about it, because I'm telling my Daddy!"
She went to raise her hand, as if she was going to slap him
and I rushed over and stopped her before she connected and
I'm shaking so bad and absolutely enraged
.

"Whoa! Don't you DARE touch him! No child deserves
to be hit! I don't care what he's done!"
I stood between Gideon and Mrs. Williamson, staring her in
the eye, daring her to buck me. I see Gideon out of the
corner of my eye, look around her with his arms crossed,
daring her as well. I wanted to laugh, but I was too
infuriated.

"Excuse me, Ms. Porter, but you better learn your place
around here! You have no idea what he did to his teacher
today." She leans around me and glares at Gideon. "HE put
thumb tacks in his seat, before he joined the class room and
his teacher sat down on them. If he gets in trouble one more time, he will be expelled from the school. Mr.
Kingston will not be happy about this at all and he trusts
me to discipline them however I feel fit to do, and if YOU
don't think he needs to be disciplined in the right way, then
maybe THIS isn't the job for YOU, Ms. Porter!" 
She stared back at me, as if she thought she was going to
bully me, which was NOT going to happen. I made a decision right then and there.

"It is EXACTLY the job for me and I will discipline
Gideon for what he did, because as of now, I'M their
nanny and YOU can pack up YOUR things and LEAVE!
THIS INSTANT!"
The shocked look on her face was priceless. I see that
Lucas has entered the room and has a shocked look on his
face, as well and then he grinned from ear to ear. He must have heard all of the screaming from outside, but I can tell
that she wasn't going to back down.

"WHAT? YOU'RE FIRING ME? YOU CAN'T DO
THAT! I'm calling Mr. Kingston RIGHT NOW and telling
him that YOU ARE NOT the kind of nanny THESE children need." She pulls her cell phone out of the pocket
of her dress.
She was right, I couldn't do that, but why wait until this
weekend when she obviously needs to go right now. I just
hope I can undo the damage that she has done to these kids.
I spoke to her in a calmer tone and go about my threat in a different way.

"You were already leaving Saturday, right? You can tell
him that you got a call from your relatives and needed to
leave tonight instead of Saturday. I can tell Mr. Kingston
that you met me and felt comfortable leaving me with the
kids. Why concern yourself with staying any longer than
you want to anyway." That had her thinking and looking at
her phone. But I had to have her hang up, so I used
whatever ammunition I had.
"Or, I COULD tell Mr. Kingston that you were about to hit his child. I bet he has no idea does he? How you mistreat
them?
“Jackpot! This had her closing her phone and glaring at me.

"Well, children. This is your NEW nanny, Ms. Porter. Please
make sure to mistreat her like YOU HAVE ME. Oh and
Gideon? You will NEVER amount to being anything, but a
spoiled LITTLE BRAT! Goodbye Carmen, goodbye Eden.
Hopefully you won't turn out like your BROTHER! Lucas?
Would you get the car ready to take me to the airport? I
won't be long, I can ASSURE you."