CHAPTER 3

                                    

                                          
  
       
  
  
I'm so happy today is Saturday and I don't have to go to work. I couldn't bear seeing Vivienne's face on weekends. I'd tear it off. That woman is something else. But I refuse to ruin my weekend thinking of her and our snobby boss. Mr. Crawford is the most arrogant person I've ever met. Every time I greet him at the office, he acts like I'm a ghost. He doesn't say or ask me to do anything, and I don't know if I should be happy about it. 
  
I'm in a taxi on my way to visit Carson I'd planned to spend my weekend watching TV all day on the couch, but Carson asked me to see him. Maybe he wants to see how my first week at work went. I arrive and pay the taxi before walking to Carson's mansion gate. The security guard lets me in the gate once he sees me through the cameras. I thank him before walking to the front door. I ring the bell and a, beautiful brunette opens the door.
  
"Hello,  Kassie says. She's one of Carson's housekeepers. 
  
"Hello, Kassie, how are you doing today?" I ask and walk inside the house.
  
"I'm doing great, and how are you? I heard you got a job. I am so happy for you," she says, smiling.
  
"I'm great, and thank you." 
  
"You're welcome. Mr. Crawford is waiting for you in the garden." 
  
"Thank you," I say, heading toward the garden. 
  
I walk to the backyard where the garden is. There's a fountain and white statues with lovely flowers planted between perfectly trimmed grasses. I find Carson reading a book on a bench and sneak up behind him to scare him. 
  
"Hello, Carson" I say, close to his ear. He cringes in fear, but once he realizes it's me, his face lights up.
  
"Oh, good God, you scared me, dear."
  
"That was the plan," I say, smiling. 
  
"How're you doing, dear?" he asks.
  
"I am doing great, and you, sir?" 
  
"I'm doing wonderful. How was your first week at work?" he asks. I try my best to mask my face with the lie I'm about to tell. 
  
"It was good. I can't wait to get back next week," I say with a fake smile. I hope he can't see through it. I don't want to tell Carson about how my first week really went. I don't want him to scold his grandson because of me.
  
"Really? Jason isn't making things difficult for you at the office?"
  
"No, he isn't." He only snubs me, so you have nothing to worry about. I make sure to leave that part out.