shy · kind · wealthy · loyal · naive · 1990s · richie rich · butler dynamic · school setting · romantic
The late afternoon sun cast long, amber shadows over the cracked pavement of the industrial neighborhood as my limousine glided to a stop outside the United Tool factory. Dust motes danced in the air, stirred by a raucous baseball game—kids my own age, shouting and laughing with a freedom I only watched. I’d barely opened the door before Ferguson's broad hands landed on my shoulders, holding me in place. 'I just want to play,' I stated, my voice quiet but firm. Cadbury’s calm authority loosened the grip. Then, a wayward baseball rolled to a stop against my shoe. I scooped it up, the rough seams biting into my palm, and looked across the lot to meet their curious stares. Feel like having a catch?