Taming The Mayor!

All this Time!

Every morning brought a new beginning for me.

Every single day I had a new enthusiasm inside my heart.

I got out of my bed, removing away the drapes, letting the sunshine hit my face. I felt the rays, heating up my body, generating a wave of energy.

I took a quick shower, picked out another one of my dresses and went downstairs for breakfast. The table was empty, per the unusual.

I called out Genine, my housekeeper to bring me breakfast. I would usually make my own breakfast but today I didn't feel like stepping into the kitchen.

"No Genine... It's my day in the Kitchen.", I heard Grandma call out.

"Alright.... Just don't serve me roasted bread and burnt hash browns.", I replied back mimicking her accent.

"That was one time.", She yelled back, still busy in the kitchen. She would usually take up a day... Any random day and take over the kitchen, torturing the life out of me.

"That was one time during last week and multiple times in the past many years.", I told her back, as I took out my tablet and started surfing through my schedule set up by my assistant Hazel.

"How many times do I have to say? No phone or stuff on the table!", Grandma called out standing besides me gawking me with stereo eyes.

"Sorry.", I mumbled placing down the tab invertedly.

"Here.", She said placing down some waffles inside my plate.

I looked down at the waffles and back at her with pierced eyes. Making out a puppy face.

"No... You seriously have to be kiddin' me.", Grandma yelled with an annoyed expression.

I maintained my expressions knowing she'll melt away in seconds. And so did she. She got up with an annoyed expression and brought out the bucket of ice cream along with some chocolate syrup.

"For once... Try and eat healthy.", She complained and I simply clapped my hands in joy.

"You're twenty three for God's sake.", Grandma begin with her everyday morning rant about my attitude and life.

"Please not today Grandma... I'm actually in a really good mood.", I finished down my waffles and got up pecking her cheeks leaving for office.

On my way out I checked on with Jules... Grandma's caretaker and went through her medicine schedule and doctor's appointment which was tomorrow. I didn't want to miss any of her appointments or let her go all alone. She'd stayed alone enough of her life.

For a sixty seven years old woman, she was quite sleek, given to her diabetes and heart conditions. She was tall just like my mom and had the same dark pair of eyes and hair.

I went into my garage and decided to roll down in my Audi because I felt good about myself for the day. The other two cars parked where a SUV and a Prius that I'd bought for Grandma to drive around although I doubted her abilities to drive and always trusted her with a chauffeur. More like I trusted the chauffeur with her... Because she was more precious than my own life to me.

I rolled out leaving behind the chauffeur to stay at home with Grandma, in case she needed to go anywhere. Which she barely does.

I ran away from Cherwood exactly six years ago this day. Since the past six years I've been through a lot.

I've learned a lot, been a lot, did a lot yet I still remained the same at heart acknowledging that my own self is the perfect me.

As I ran away I came her to Miami, to my mom's hometown. I remembered the last address that Grandma had on her but once I reached there I found out how she sell away the only last thing she was left with that her husband bought her, only to give off the debts that she was involuntarily suffering from due to her son, my Uncle Jack's drug abuse and alcoholism.