A little brunette girl ran up the set of stone steps with a young boy as his slightly curled hair blew with the motion of the wind. They laughed as he broke apart a Twinkie, handing her half and they laughed and laughed at a joke the little girl made as she stuffed her mouth with the small little cream filled cake.
"Ezra, time to go, my love!" A tall woman called as the little girl reluctantly hugged the boy and said her goodbyes. "I'll come back, pinky promise." She handed him her necklace with a silver box on the end. He waved sadly as she got into the van, driving off with two adults. The little boy grabbed a satchel and ran inside, dumping it on the bed.
"Ezra..." He muttered, obviously focused on what he was doing. "There," He sighed, getting up and running back outside.
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His Mother's Maid (A Doctor Who/Matt Smith Fanfiction)
FanfictionEzra was nothing. She wasn't rich, or poor, or famous. She was ordinary, which is why what happened was extraordinary. She was just a plain, old, 22 year old girl when she was hired for her first job. A maid...for the Smiths. When Mrs. Smith, Lynn...
