As Far as Love

Chapter 5

Kayla walked quickly across the yard and through the door. She breathed a sigh of relief as she made it to her room without encountering anyone.

She closed the door and just thought. Oh how she wished to talk to her father. He was so easy to talk to. And then this handsome BRITISH man with an accent that was a little British but also French, who also had the same smile as her father.

The one that always made a child smile. 

And this British-French man comes along having already perfected it.

Kayla had tried to make that smile work for years. Tried and failed. She needed to go to the garden.

She opened the door quickly, and looked around to make sure no one was in the hall and then crept down the stairs and went through the door that led to the servants stairs. 

Although in society it was considered unproper, Kayla traveled these stairs often, ever since she was a little girl.

As she tiptoed down the stairs, she remembered. She was about nine and had just snuck out on her governess. As a little girl, she had often left during her lessons and went outside. 

She ran off down the long dirt road or through the forest to play with the James boys. There were three triplets, all of them her age with pale blond hair and yet dark brown eyes.

And as a foursome they played millions of pranks.

On anyone and everyone. Mrs Jones, the old widow a few kilometers down from the James' house. The girls that were Kayla's age that thought they were so much better then everyone else.

Those were Kayla's favorite. But the boys, named Landon, Camden, and Brandon, liked to play joked on the neighbors on the other side of Kayla's house.

There were three girl triplets a year younger than the four of them and the boys each had a crush on a different one. They had moved in a few years after Kayla had met the boys. 

At first, Kayla liked Landon. Then he pushed her into an algae covered pond. That crush was over.

Then Kayla got to know Camden better and started to like him. But that was quickly ended when Camden told the high and mighty girls that Kayla still hated dresses more than a spider in the hair.

After that she started to like the quiet Brandon. But that failed. He was way too quiet for Kayla. 

So as Kayla was over all three of them when the other triplets came along, it didn't bother her.

But every once in a while, the governess would notice before she got out of the house. And would notify her parents.

Her father and mother would call her name while looking her. She remember the day so many years ago.

She had left during a history lesson and was sneaking down the servant stairs, much like she was now. Although she was only nine.

She was halfway through when she heard her father's voice far too close for comfort. Kayla ducked into the closet that was a few more steps down and then curled up into a ball on top of some towels.

Her father's voice passed her, and her squeaky voice gave a tiny giggle. She quickly shut her mouth, and when the footsteps continued their descent, her small smile returned.

But only a few seconds later, the closet door opened and her father reached into the closet towards her. 

His fingers moved like that did when he was playing a sweet, but fast melody on the piano. All around her body they moved and moved, slightly pushing into her body.