Keisha Gardner is a 25 year old singer, who is trying to get her career going. Her grandmamma has stopped supporting her.  Keisha has no one to blame but herself. Her Grandmamma Mary agreed to support her finically as long as she was in school. Everything hit the fan on Christmas when her brother June Bug or June as he like to be called got angry at her and told the family about her dropping out of her Early Childhood Development master degree program.

Their mamma is a country hood rat, as evident by her brother’s and her name. His real name is June Bug and hers is Keisha Mae. Nobody in the family knows where she got this country hood rat personality from. Grandmamma Mary is the picture of southern genteel lady. She is 4’9”, light brown skin, short hair cut silver with a little bit of brown hair, and she is on the plump side. She would tell you no self respecting southerner eats vegetables unless it is battered and deep fried. Surprisingly enough she doesn’t have high blood pressure, or heart disease. Only thing that ruins the southern genteel lady image is when you see her with her 9 mil.

Another one of her mother’s hood rat mentalities was when June was 5 and Keisha was 1 she dropped them off at Grandmamma Mary’s door and never came back for them. Which was fine with them because there is know telling how their lives would have turned out? Yes she did, she would have had 5 kids by now with no education and June wouldn’t be a science professor at Florida A&M; he would have been in jail or dead.

Now here she stood in Atlanta Georgia at one of the largest record companies, trying to get someone to listen to her demo she made it at Isa’s recording studio at the advertisement agency he co-owned with his family. Not one to take anything for free she did voiceovers for commercials and movie trailers; as well as, sing for movie trailers and jingles for commercials.

The girl at the reception desk told her, “Sorry we don’t take solicited demos from artist ma’am.”

“Then how am I supposed to get someone to listen to it.”

“I am sorry to say you need to get a buzz going about your name. Like sing in local clubs or find an agent.”

“OK, thanks for the help.” Keisha looked at the front door and saw all kinds of women coming and going. Although their clothing theme was the same, short skirts or tight jeans that left nothing to the imagination. Tight shirts with low necklines, so tight if they sneezed their breast would pop out. Keisha guessed talent doesn’t count anymore. Keisha made it to the front entrance and heard one of the girls talking about Edward Landon was hiring a nanny for his 3 year old daughter.

Quick as a flash she got an ideal; she caught a cab to her room instead of catching a bus like she did earlier to get here. That would have saved her some money, but in this moment she needed speed.

Once at her hotel room her went to her closet and pulled out a white peasant shirt, a black pencil skirt that was just above her knees, and one inch black pumps. Once she put on her outfit, she went to her laptop and printer and printed out her resume. Before she left the room she put her shoulder length jet black hair into a neat bun. Satisfied she looked like a teacher or a librarian, she grab her resume and demo and put them both in her purse before leaving her room and grabbing another cab back to the record company.

The girl at the receptionist desk recognized her and gave her the thumbs up sign. Keisha had just sat down when one of the most handsome man she had every seen stepped off the elevator, and he was pissed off. His face had a scowl on it.

“If you are not here to be a nanny for my daughter get up and leave now. I don’t want anybody coming to my office trying to get me to listen to their demo or hear them sing. Do you all understand me?!”

Damn Mr. Eddy is fine. He was about 6’5” and weight about 220 lbs of sleek muscle. He had blue black wavy hair, a cleft in his chin, beautiful plump lips that no white man should have, and light blue eyes. His eyes were so light they almost looked like ice. His voice was so smooth and deep with a hint of a British accent.

Keisha had never dated outside her race but this man had her rethinking that policy. To bad he had a wedding ring on his left hand. Oh well even if she can’t get him to listen to her demo; she could get a job, which would take care of one of her problems. More than half the room cleared out after Mr. Landon made his announcement. Keisha sat there quietly waiting her turn.

In his office Edward Landon rubbed his face with his hands and then ran them through his hair. How could these women have the nerve to come here like they did? When they walked into his office he knew right away they were not there to be a nanny. Every last one of them had on a tight shirt with a low neckline. It was so low if they breathed hard their boobs would have popped out. Let not talk about the how short the skirts were. They were so short he would tell who got a wax or if they trimmed their coochie, that’s a word he learn from his friend named Darrell in college. The tight jeans still had him shivering with disgust. For crying out loud they had camel toe. To top it off none of them could sing. They all sounded like nails on a chalk board, he supposed they thought their clothes would distract from how bad they sounded, no such luck.

His eyes caught on the picture of his wife and angel. They are why he is doing this. He picked up the picture to fortify his resolve to find a nanny. His wife was beautiful 5’6”, with curves in all the right places. Red flowing hair down to her ass, green eyes that looked like emeralds, and a dimple in both her cheeks. Their daughter Heather was a combination of both of them. She had wavy blue black hair and a cleft in her chin like him, and green eyes and a dimple in both her cheeks like her mum. He placed the picture back on his desk and asked his secretary to send end the last applicant. God he hoped this one was really looking for a job as a nanny.

In walked a beautiful 5’4” curvy mocha color woman. Chocolate brown eyes and full lips shinning from some lip gloss she had put on. Her bum should have odes written about it, hell she had a bum his college friend Isa would have called a BeyoJen (that is a bum that was a combination of Beyonce Knowles and Jennifer Lopez), which was showcased in a black knee length pencil skirt. She had on a white peasant blouse that showed a little of her cleavage which looked to be about a 36 b. Her hair was up in a neat bun. Yeah, he checked her out. He’s married not dead. She looked the part of a woman looking for the job as nanny.

He stood up and motion with his hand for her to take the seat in front of his desk. Before she sat down she gave him her resume. Edward took some time to go over her resume.

While Mr. Landon was looking over her resume Keisha took the time to look over his office. It seemed cold and sterile to her. The walls was a stark white with his degrees and platinum record hung as decoration, a black leather couch, to hard metal chairs set in front of his desk, and his desk was made of glass and metal. The office décor was so cold it gave her the shivers.

“OK Ms. Gardner, I see you have a BA in Early Childhood Development but you didn’t complete your master. Would you tell me while you quit half way through your master?”

Keisha think, think, think. Please remember not to tap your head like Winnie the Pooh, OK check. She can’t tell him she quit to become a singer or she will lose the job before she even get started. “Well I wasn’t sure if that was the career path I wanted to take anymore. I decided to take some time off and consider my life plan. I figured that being a nanny will also help me decide if I want to go back and finish my degree.”

Whoa where did that sultry lightly country accent come from? Damn Edward knew he heard her voice from somewhere before. “Ms. Gardner have we meet before your voice sound familial to me?”

He recognized her voice from either the commercials or movie trailers Keisha did. Think quick girl. “No we haven’t met before. I get that a lot.”

“OK. It does make since to work with children to help you decide if this is what you want to do with the rest of your life. I see you have had contact with children my daughter’s age when you went to school.”

“Yes, everyone had to intern at the daycare on campus. If I get this job, I will also have a teaching plan to help her get a jump start on school. For instance, I will have an hour of reading time, teach her colors, alphabets, numbers, and art time just to name a few.”

Edward just looked at her with an intense stare. Yeah she is the one he had been looking for.

Keisha started to feel unnerved because he was just staring at her. She looked away from his intense stare, and pretended to be studying his office.

Edward cleared his voice, “I think you are what my wife and I have been looking for. I will let you know if you have the job tomorrow. I need to contact your references. If you get the job I will perform a back ground check and drug test and if everything goes well you can start a week from today. Do you have any question for me?”

Keisha turned her head back to him when he started to talk to her again. “Yes, if I get the job what is the pay, the hours, and benefits?”

“It is a live in position. Your get your own suite apartment next to Heather’s room. Two days off a week Saturday and Sunday unless my wife or I have to work on those days which you will get time and a half. Your pay is $15 an hour and you will be paid every other week. Your work hours will be 7 am to 6 pm unless my wife or I relieve you before 6, but you will still get paid the hours you don’t work. There is no drinking or smoking in the house, and no one is allowed to stay over in your apartment because there is no private entrance. You also get medical and dental. Any more question.”

“No. Well yes…if I don’t get the job could you let me know tomorrow, so I can start looking for another job?”

“Yes, I can do that for you.” Edward stood up and shook Keisha’s hand as a signal that the meeting was over. “I will call you with an answer tomorrow morning.” She has really soft hands and smells like vanilla Edward thought.

“OH…Ms. Gardner I almost forgot.” Keisha stopped in her tracks and turned around to listen to Mr. Landon. “I need to know are you allergic to dogs?”

“No.”

“Do you like dogs?” This next part of the job almost always lost them a partial nanny.

“Yes I like dogs.” Keisha looked at his face and saw he was a little nerve about what he had to say next. “Mr. Landon is there something you need to tell me.”

“Yes we have a family dog and he has to be watch at all times. We always ask the nanny to keep a watch on him to because he is always trying to comment suicide.”

Keisha laughed until she cried. She stood up straight and wiped her eyes with her right hand. “You had me going there for a moment Mr. Landon.” Mr. Landon wasn’t smiling or laughing. “Oh my goodness you are serious.”

“Yes, I am. Last year our other dog, who was his girlfriend, was run over by a car and died. He found some chocolate in one of the kitchen cabinets. He overdosed and we had to take him to the vet to have his stomach pumped. Every since then he is always looking for some chocolate to finish the job.” He put his head down, “I will understand if you don’t want the job now.”

Keisha felt so bad for him. He looked so sad with his head down looking as if he lost his best friend. Well, now she had heard it all a dog who tries to comment suicide. For some reason she could stand to see him so down. “It’s ok; I am still interested in the job.”

He looked at Keisha and gave her a killer smile. He walked over to her and shook her hand again. “Thank you so much.”

After Keisha shook his hand again she turned and walked out of his office with a little extra wiggle in her walk. She stopped herself mid extra wiggle. She remembered he was married and she did not try to break the bonds of marriage.

Edward went back to his desk to look at Keisha’s reference page. He saw two names that he recognized Isamu Fujita and Darrell Ames. No way that can’t be his old college friends, could it? He wanted to find out. It was after 5pm so he was going to call the home number.

The phone rung three times before it was answered by a woman with a s.exy ass voice. “Hello.”

“Hello is this Isamu Fujita residence.”

“Yes it is. Would you please hold?”

“Yes madam.”

“Don’t call me that I don’t run a whore house.” He was laughing so hard he barely heard her put the phone down and call for Isa.

He was still laughing when Isa picked up the phone. He finally got himself together a few moments after Isa said hello.

“Is this Isamu Fujita who attended Stanford University?”

“Yes it is and who may I ask is calling?”

“This is Edward Landon better known to you and Darrell as Eddy.”

“Hey man. How are you doing? I heard you married Elizabeth after you graduated from school.” Isa couldn’t stand her but he tolerated her because Eddy loved her. She would throw herself at Darrell and him when ever Eddy’s back was turned. She was also known as a gold digger. She went to school to find a rich husband because she didn’t want to work for the rest of her life. They lost touch because he was three years behind Darrell and him in school.

“Yes, I married Beth after we graduated form school. We have a 3 year old daughter. I stayed in the US after I finished school and became a music producer and now I am VP at Cornerstone Records.”

“That’s cool. Hey what did my fiancé Tamesha say to you that had you laughing so hard?”

“She told me not to call her madam because she didn’t run a whore house.”

“Yes that’s my out spoken Tinsy. I know you didn’t just call to catch up, so what’s up?”

“Well I got your name as a reference for a Keisha Gardner. I saw yours and Darrell’s name on her reference page and I thought that couldn’t be my two buddies I knew from college. I love I get to reconnect to with old friends and get a reference for a possible nanny for Heather my baby girl.”

“Keisha is my fiancé’s cousin and she is a hard work. She is not afraid to get her hands dirty and will take on the world to defend you if you are a good friend to her.” She is also an outstanding singer, but Isa promised he wouldn’t tell anyone because she wants to do everything on her own.

“Thanks man that was all I needed. It was good to here you voice again. Now that I have your number I will be calling you. I am going to call Darrell and get his take on Keisha; unless, he will have the same opinion as you.”

“He will give you the same answer I just gave you. Don’t be a stranger call Darrell and me this weekend.”

“Ok man sounds good. I am going to call the school daycare tomorrow for a reference. Talk you all this weekend.”

With the nanny job all but filled, he packed up his office and went home to spend some time with his family.   

One week later

Keisha stood outside the Landon’s house, well it looked more like a castle she saw in England, when her Grandmamma sent her there as her college graduation gift. It is just weird to be here in ATL and have to get through the gates like you are at the Buchanan Palace. Wait until she tells her Grandmamma Mary about this, she already think this family is crazy.

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After the interview

She got back to her room and called Isa and D to let them know that Edward Landon was going to be calling them for a reference. She told them she was trying to get a job as a nanny and don’t tell him she is a singer. Isa told her that Edward had already called for the reference, and that he and D went to Stanford with him and his wife, he also told Keisha to watch her back because Elizabeth was sneaky, but he didn’t go into details.

 Next, Keisha called Grandmamma Mary. Grandmamma Mary answered the phone on the third ring. “Hello Kee Kee how is my favorite girl?” It is amazing how fast she forgive you after she has relieved her anger on you by switching you, but we wouldn’t have her any other way. 

“I am fine Grandmamma. I have a possible job lined up already. It is not singing, but it will get me closer to a well known music producer.” 

“Yep, Isa already told us that the guy Edward something went to school with him and Darrell. What’s wrong this sounds like everything you want? You get to take care of a little one and try working on that Edward fellow to help with your singing career.” 

“Yes ma’am it does sound like everything I want, but Isa told me to watch my back because his wife was sneaky.” 

Grandmamma Mary was quiet for a while thinking about what Kee Kee had just told her. “Kee Kee did Isa tell you why he think she is sneaky?” 

“No ma’am. I need this job and I will just have to watch my back.” 

“Kee Kee maybe you shouldn’t take this job because if she try something that will hurt you physical or mentally I will have to come visit with my 9 and my Bible.” 

Ok time for Keisha to move the conversation passed the sneaky wife and she had the perfect topic. “Oh Grandmamma I forgot to tell you my other duty besides taking care of Heather.” 

“You think you are slick changing the topic. I will let it go for now, but know this if she steps out of line I will be there before you can say Bob’s your uncle. You feel me baby girl.”

“Yes ma’am,” that was all Keisha could say because she knew her Grandmamma would show up if the woman looked at her wrong. Keisha told her about the suicidal dog, and got the reaction she had expected. 

“What in the hell do you mean the dog is suicidal? I have never heard no shit like that before. Excuse me Lord for cussing.”  

Keisha has always found it funny how her Grandmamma Mary cussed like a sailor and then say sorry to the Lord. You would think it would be easier just to stop cussing, but Grandmamma Mary said it was easier to ask for forgiveness because you can get that easier. 

“Keisha are you sure you’re in Atlanta Georgia?” 

“Yes Grandmamma Mary, Why do you ask?” 

“That is some sh…stuff they would say in LA and not the good ole south. LA is the only place they have shit like dog whispers, pet psychics, and pet psychologists, get the damn dog another girlfriend it is not rocket science. Excuse the cussing Lord, I can’t believe these crazy a...crazy people have me cussing for no good reason.” 

Keisha was laughing so hard at for Grandmamma that tears was running down her face. “Grandmamma…I thought…the same…thing,” Keisha took a deep breath to calm down her laughter and wiped the tears that was on her face from laughing so hard. “I was going to make that my first suggestion when or if I get the job. Grandmamma I just called to let you know I am alright. I am going to take a long soak in the tub, order some room service, and watch some TV before going to sleep. I love you and I will call you tomorrow to let you know if I get the job.” 

“Baby girl please you know you got the job with just Isa and D’s recommendations, call me tomorrow anyway. I love you Kee Kee.”

Keisha heard the click on the phone letting her know her Grandmamma Mary hung up. Keisha called her the next morning after talking to Edward and finding out she got the job.

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The cab driver sitting Keisha’s luggage on her right side brought her back to the present. She reached in her Gucci purse and gave him his fare and a $20 tip. “Thank you sir, for the ride and the help with my luggage.”

The cabby looked at his tip then her and said, “No ma’am thank you.” He got behind the wheel of his cab and drove back down the curvy driveway toward the gates.

Keisha was about to ring the door bell, when the door was answered by an older distinguished looking gentleman dressed like Geoffrey from The Fresh Prince. He was about 6’0” may be about 170lbs, brown eyes and black hair with sprinkles of grey. He looked to be in his earlier to mid forties.

George Winston looked at the lovely young woman seeing why his employer and friend seem so taken by her. Eddy didn’t even realize her fancied the woman. Hopefully she will last longer than the other nannies who happened to find out about Lady Elizabeth (he use the term lady loosely) cheating. “Hello Madam Gardner I presume,” then he took her right hand in his and kissed the back of her hand in a gentlemanly gesture. Keisha gave him the prettiest smile that lit up her whole face.

Oh, he is a charmer. Keisha liked him already. “Yes I am Ms Gardner or just plain old Keisha. Please don’t call me madam it makes feel like I should be running a bordello.”

George did something he rarely did on duty and that was laugh. Oh, yeah this one is going to last a while. “I will call you Keisha if you will call me George.”

Keisha shook his hand on it. “You got yourself a deal.”

“Let me take you to the sitting room where Mr. and Mrs. Landon is waiting for you.”

“What about my luggage?”

“Don’t worry about it I will have one of the maids take them up stairs to your apartment. For now I think it is more important for you to meet the rest of the family.” 

Before Keisha left the entry way she looked around her. The floor was black and white marble, the walls were panted white, and a huge chandelier was hanging from the cathedral ceiling. As she followed behind George she noticed the mausoleum feel continued through out the castle. All the floors were black and white marble and the walls were panted white. There were paintings on the wall and sculptures on pedestals. There wasn’t a rug in sight to soften the sterile look of the floors. Keisha was to afraid to sneeze here for fear of breaking anything, so how the hell does a 3 year old cope.

George stopped at a room that was decorated in Victorian furniture, and Keisha can guarantee they were real and not recreations. Mr. Edward and Mrs. Landon stood up when she and George entered the room. George left the room quietly after he brought Keisha to Eddy and the evil redheaded demon.

Edward took a couple of steps to close the distance between them in order to shake her hand. “Hello Keisha and welcome to our home.” Edward turned back around and pulled his wife beside him, “this is my wife Elizabeth Landon, and you may call her Mrs. Elizabeth like you call me Mr. Edward.”

Keisha reached out to shake Elizabeth’s hand and almost had a heart attack. Oh my God, Oh My God, Oh My God. What the hell is wrong with her face? Stay calm. Keisha shook her hand with a calm that she didn’t feel at all inside her head. What the hell did she do to her self? She looked like the female gremlin from Gremlins 2. Her lips were huge. You know your freaking lips are big if a black person thinks so. Is she trying to smile? It is like she had a stroke from around her eyes up. Nothing is moving. Shit I just figured it out. She has had collagen injected in her lips and Botox injected in her forehead and around her eyes. Ok focus on the pool out the window directly behind her, yeah that will work. 

Edward could see Keisha was trying not to focus on Liz’s face and he could understand why. He thought Liz was beautiful the way she was.

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Last Friday 

Edward came home and almost had a heart attack, he didn’t know the woman in the sitting room was his wife. Her lips were 10 times bigger than her natural full juicy lips and, he could see injection sites on her forehead and around her eyes. 

“Liz, why did you do this to yourself? I tell you you’re beautiful everyday.” 

“I know you tell me I am beautiful everyday, but I want to remain beautiful for you. I started to see wrinkles on my forehead and crowfeet around my eyes. I promise in a week I will be more beautiful than I was before. Don’t be upset with me. I really had to do this for myself.” 

“Liz I...” he was cut off by a high pitch scream coming from Heather. She ran out the room talking about Howard the Duck. “Liz I will talk to you after I go have a talk with Heather.” Edward left the room to go find his frighten baby girl. 

Edward found her hiding in her Dora playhouse in her room. Edward bent down and stuck his head in the playhouse, “come on Princess. Come out and talk to daddy.” 

Heather shook her head no. She motioned with her hand for him to come in and talk to her. Edward crawled in on his hands and knees until he was close enough to her to pull her onto his lap. 

“Princess, why did you scream and run away from your mum and me?” “

Daddy I didn’t run away from you.” In a low whisper, “Daddy, who was that woman in the room you were talking to she scared me, and where was mummy?”

 Whoa, now how do you tell your 3 year old that the woman who scared her was her mum? “Princess that woman was your mummy. She went to the doctors and they did that, but she should be fixed by next week. OK?” 

“So, that lady was mummy.” 

“Yes, baby it was.” 

Heather sat there on my lap in thought, and a few minutes later she was laughing her head off. “Daddy she looked like that duck from that old movie we watch Saturday, except she was the girl version.” 

Edward couldn’t help it, he started to laugh his bum off because Liz did. “Oh Baby…she…does…look like…Howard the Duck.” Edward stopped laughing and pulled his self back together. “Yeah, she does, but let’s keep that between us ok.” 

Heather giggled some more. “Ok, daddy it can be our secret. Daddy, when can me and Charlie go to the park again?” 

“Probably Monday or Tuesday at the latest, remember I told you that your new nanny will be here on Monday. I think you and Charlie will like her a lot. She is related to an old friend of mine from college. She already has fun things planned for you already.” 

“Really daddy, how far away is Monday?” 

“Well, it is Friday now. Since you know the days of the weeks, say them with me and then count them.” 

Together they said the days of the week and put a finger up for each day. “Saturday, Sunday, and Monday,” then they count their fingers, “1,2,3 days.” 

“Right you are Princess. Lets mark it on your calendar so you can cross of the days until she gets here.” They get out and up from the play house and go to her calendar on her wall and circle Monday then cross off Friday.

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Edward shook his head to clear it.

“Hello, you may call me Mrs. or Lady Landon.”

Is this woman crazy? Lady Landon? I don’t think so, just because she live in a castle doesn’t give her a title and not only that this is the U.S.A. “Mrs. Landon it is.”

“My husband told me that your cousin is engaged to our old friend Isa. She must be like you. He always did go for…beautiful woman.”

Keisha could tell she wanted to use the “N” word but held her tongue. Good thing she did because I didn’t want to have to kill a bitch on my first day at work. “Yes we resemble each other. They just got engaged.” Keisha could tell that if she could make an expression it would be a sour face.

“Well isn’t that lovely. Is that the type of clothes you will be wearing everyday you do your job?” Liz looked her up and down wondering how she could afford to wear the name brand stuff on a nanny salary. That is a real Gucci handbag, $300 sneakers, $200 jeans, $60 vintage t-shirt, and 2 carrot ruby stud earrings.

“Yes, the same style of clothes, but not as pricey. I want to be able to get down and dirty with Heather.” Yeah she thinks she’s smart trying to figure out if Keisha has more expensive clothes, well she gets no answers from her. Yep, she came from money, but that is none of her damn business. Keisha is going to make sure she watched her slick ass. Keisha didn’t like her false happiness about her cousin Tamesha’s engagement either. Keisha pasted on a false smile, “were is little…” before she could finish she was interrupted by a little girl.

Heather came running into the room yelling, “Daddy and Mum is she here yet!”

“Heather what have I told you about running in the house? Use your inside voice like a lady.”

Heather hung her head, “Sorry mum. I was excited to meet Ms Keisha.” A golden retriever entered the room just as she finished. “See even Charlie is excited to meet her.”

In walked the saddest looking dog Keisha had ever seen. Charlie had a 5x7 silver picture frame in his mouth, his head was hanging down, his tail was tucked between his legs, and every so often he would whimper. He walked right up to Keisha and dropped the picture frame at her feet and looked up at her with sad brown eyes. At that moment she decided she was going to find a way to help Charlie.

Keisha petted his head and then picked up the picture. “Charlie is this your girlfriend?” Charlie nodded his as if to say yes. “Well she was very pretty.” The picture was of another golden retriever wearing a crown and a pink doggie grown.

She placed the picture back in his mouth and Charlie left the room. Edward was amazed because Charlie has never let anyone else hold that picture but Heather and sometimes him.

Liz looked on hating that damn dog and the pretty nanny. She wished her lover had killed him when he ran over his girlfriend. They always growled at him when he came over. His girlfriend had the nerve to bit him the day he hit her with his car. Charlie still can’t stand her or her lover. To bad she had to get rid of the last nanny because she was so dumb. If she hadn’t found out about my lover she would still be here. It brought a smile to her face just thinking of how she almost killed two birds with one stone.

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 A month age

 Liz made sure Heather and her last nanny was out in the back of the estate playing. She some how caught Charlie in the kitchen and was able to feed him a bunch of chocolate, while Charlie lay in the kitchen almost dying, she had put on an Oscar winning performance.  

She heard Edward walk in the house and started screaming. “SOMEONE HELP!! CHARLIE...CHARLIE…WAKE UP!” 

Edward ran into the kitchen. “What the hell is going on here?!” He looked around and saw all the chocolate wrapping paper. “Call the vet Liz and let him know we are on our way!” Edward thought she was in shock, “LIZ MOVE YOUR ASS!! CALL THE VET. MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!”Of course, she wasn’t in shock, she was just moving slow hoping to give the chocolate a chance to work through his system to kill him.  

When Edward came home with Charlie after he had his stomach pumped, he fired the nanny. She was so dumb she didn’t even realize that she hadn’t even been in the kitchen, which meant she couldn’t have left the cabinet open. To bad she couldn’t get rid of Charlie to.

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Liz looked around and found herself all by herself. George walked in with her tea. She can’t stand him either. “George where is my husband and Heather?”

George handed her her tea, “Eddy and Heather are showing Ms. Gardner around the estate and her apartment. Will that be all Lady Landon?”

“Yeah, that’s all George, you can go.” He knew he was irking her by using Edward’s nickname and there wasn’t anything she could do about it, and the condescending way he call me lady. She hated the fact she couldn’t fire him because he grew up with Edward; however, she could find a way to fire that nanny they just got.

Later that night George was in his apartment over the ten car garage. He decided to call the family in London. They have been waiting for someone like Keisha Mae to come into Eddie's life.

The phone rung three times before his best friend and Eddie's big brother James answered the phone. "George do you know what time it is? This better be good or I am hanging up, and when I see you again I am kicking your arse. Wait let me change it from arse to ass since you been in America for so long. You probably lost some of you pedigree."

"Man fuck you. I called to give you and the family some good news and this is what I get for my trouble. I was going to tell you about the new nanny, who Eddie is in lust and maybe a little infatuated with... but since you don't want to talk....." George let the sentence trail off. George acted like he was about to hang up the phone. "Well, I will talk to you later."  George took the phone away from his ear because he knew James was about to yell his ear off.

"George you better not hang up that damn phone!"

"Oh now you want to talk. You know what your right it's late here, and early there, so I will let you go."

"George I am not playing with your ass. You better not hang up that damn phone."

"Oh, Lord of the Manor I am here to do your bidding. As if. Now who has lost their pedigree? You know you said ass instead of arse, so who have you been hanging around?"

"Man, fuck you, now spill."

"You know old chap you sound like a woman wanting in on the latest gossip. I don't think I should contribute to your womanly side. I need to get a beer, watch a football game, and scratch my ass, by the time I am finish talking to you. Almost everything I am about to tell you is going to sound girly, good, but girly."

"Well I am waiting."

"Will you be quiet I am trying to figure out where to start. First off she has money, she had real Louis Vuitton luggage, and before you ask they are real. I know the real thing because I handle Lady Elizabeth's all the time." George said Lady Elizabeth sarcastically. "Although she was in causal clothes, they were not some off the rack cast offs. I have seen the same labels in the red head demon closet."

"Why is any of that good? You just described a nanny who probably slept with her other employers to get that stuff."

"Sorry my friend you are so wrong on that. She side stepped the she devil with class and I know for a fact she is well educated. Now for the piece of resistance her cousin is engaged to Isa."

"Isa, the one he went to school with? The same Isa who saw through Evilen's fake adorations? He knew she was a gold digger and tried his best to get her away from Eddie. I know she trapped him. Don't get me wrong we love my niece and wouldn't trade her for anything in the world. We all know she started cheating on him before the ink was dry on the marriage certificate. I am so glad my parents got her to sign a pre-nup. All be it they told her a lie to get her to sign it. She never did read it until after the wedding. The only good thing about her is she is a dumb gold digger." James said the last part through bouts of laughter.

"You know I knew she signed one, but I never knew how it was laid out. Care to share so I can laugh with you."

After calming down some James told him about the pre-nup. "If she ever leave she gets no money just the clothes in her closet, jewelry that was brought for her that is not a family heirloom, and a car that she drives which is none because she don't have a drivers license anymore. She likes to be driven by a chauffer to show how much money she has. If she ever is caught cheating she gets nothing. If Eddie devoice her, because he just don't love her any more she get 2 mil. The thing she will never have is custody of my niece. Eddie will get full custody and he set the time and place she is allowed to she my niece. Oh yeah he also get full custody of any of their future children as well. Trust me my friend she was one unhappy customer on her wedding day."

"Well that explains why she makes sure Eddie never finds out about her affairs. It is not like we could tell him about the affairs; she has him believing we hate her, so anything we say about her would fall on deaf ears. Well we do hate her, but the affairs are real. All I can say is I hope she makes all the men wear a rain coat, or poor Eddie's twig and berries will fall off."

"I know my parents live in fear he will get an STD that he will have to carry around like luggage for the rest of is life, or take care of a child that is not his."

"James, I can guarantee that any children born from an affair will not be raised by your brother. Every man that I know of that she had an affair with have been of other ethnicities. All I can hope for is that the child's father isn't like her. She doesn't take care of your niece and the only time she is around her is when your brother is home, which I count as a blessing."

"Hold on James I want to hear this commercial..."

James cut him off, "man you want me to hold on so you can...."

"HOLY SHIT, I knew I knew her voice. Well shit no wonder I got an instant hard on when she was talking to me."

"George, what the hell are you talking about? Who gave you a hard on by talking to you, and can I have her number?"

"Wait listen to this," George rewound the commercial, as he thought to himself thank God for DVR.

James listened to the commercial, oh yeah that is one of his favorite commercial. "We have that commercial here to, and I love that woman's voice. Wait did you say you know her?"

George smiled to himself before answering, "Yeah, that my friend is the new nanny."

"My little brother is in trouble and Evil Lin is out of there soon."

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Up in the main house in the nanny apartment

Keisha took a look around her new home. This apartment was huge and very unexpected. It was an 800 sq ft apartment with an attached door to Heather's room. This apartment is something she would have rented for herself. The kitchen, dining area, and living room were open to each other, and there was a separate bedroom and bathroom. Edward told her she could decorate the apartment to her taste.

There wasn't anything there she didn't like:

Kitchen, dining, and living room area:

the kichten had stainless steal appalaences, dark cabnets to set off the black and white marble floors and counter tops, breakfast bar with two barstools, a few feet away from the kichten was a four chair dinette set, in the living room section there was a large sectional with a shay lounge attached, two dark brown end tables and a coffee table sitting in front of a gas fire place, and her baby in the room was the 51" LCD Samsung TV.

Bathroom:

The same marble floor through out the castle was carried into the bathroom except it was heated. The sink counter top had the marble from the floors, the sink and facet was modern style, and the same dark wood was in the cabinet, a mirror over the top with dark wood framing it. There was a linen closet made of dark wood sitting against the wall across from the sink. The shower and tub was all in one. The tub was jetted and big enough to fit at least two people, it was closed off with clear glass and a clear glass door at the top of the tub that almost looked invisible, on the ceiling  was a rain shower head directly above the tub. The toilet sat next to the tub.

Bedroom:

There was a dark brown queen sized slay bed, dark brown end tables, and the wall in front of the bed had a 25" LCD Samsung TV. Under the TV was a long dark wood dresser. There wasn't a walk in closet but one whole wall was nothing but closet. The marble floors continued into the bedroom, but like the bathroom they are heated.

Keisha was just finishing unpacking when she heard a knock coming from the door that lead to Heather's room. Keisha opened the door and saw Heather standing there with her little head down and she was wringing her little hands together. "Heather how can I help little one?"

With her little head still down she said, "I know you don't start work until tomorrow, but can I come and play with you?"

Keisha reached down and lifted her little head until she was looking into her eyes. "Of course you can." Keisha looked at Charlie who was standing next to her, "Charlie you can come in to if you like." Both Heather and Charlie walked into her apartment. Heather took a seat on the sectional and Keisha took a seat next to her, while Charlie took a seat next to the fire place.

"SOOO, Miss Heather what would you like to play?" Heather giggled before she said, "I'm not a Miss Heather. I am Heather."

"Oh really, you are such a big girl and your mother want me to call her Lady Landon. So, I just thought I should call you Miss Heather."

"Mum is not a lady." Keisha thought she was farther from a lady than you know little one. "Really, she told me to call her that."

"My grand mum said she don't have a title so nobody has to call her that." Keisha made a face like she was thinking about what Heather had told her, "Ok, so what do I call you?" "Just Heather."

"Ok just Heather what would you like to do, play a game watch a DVD, or talk before you have to go down for diner." Heather tapped the side of her mouth while she thought about what she wanted to do. "I think I would like to talk."

Heather: Are you from here?

Keisha: No, Florida.

Heather: How old are you?

Keisha: 25

Heather: Oh, you are young. Mummy is old and she looks like Howard the Duck. Ooops please don't tell mummy I said she looked like Howard the Duck. Daddy said it was our secrete, and that she will look better again in a week!

Well, shit she does look like Howard the Duck. Keep it together girl. Don't lose the battle. Oh, no the baby is losing it.

With every passing word Heather's voice grow louder and louder and she started to hyperventilate. "Honey, honey slow down take a slow deep breath. Everything is going to be alright, I won't tell you mother what you said." Heather's breathing slowed down, and she look at Keisha with tears in her eyes. Keisha bent down and hugged her while Charlie put his picture down and walk over and bumped Heather's leg affectually. After he sensed everything was back to normal, he went back to his place in front of the fireplace with his pictures.

"Come on Heather lets get you cleaned up, so we can go eat diner." Heather nodded her head and let Keisha lead her to the bathroom to wash her face and hands. "Come on Heather now you can be a big girl and help me now." Heather gave Keisha a big smile. "What do you need me to do?" "Well, this place is so big and I don't want to get lost. I am afraid all the food will be gone before I find the dinning room."  

Heather giggled and took her hand, "There is way too much food left over after we eat, so you will never starve. I am hunger through. Come on Charlie lets go." Charlie got up and slowly made his way out of the apartment with his picture in his mouth.

We made it to the dinning room just as Edward and Elizabeth sat at the table. Keisha helped Heather into a chair next to her father and was about to sit next to Heather. "Keisha you can eat in the kitchen with the rest of the help." I know that bitch didn't just talk to me like I am in the south just before the civil rights. Edward spoke up when Keisha go up to leave. "Since this is her first day here I thought she should eat with was."

"Oh, no Mr. Edward, I think I should eat in the kitchen. That way I can avoid heart burn and get to have good company." With that she left the dinning room and went into the kitchen, with her head held high.

"Edward did you hear how she talked to me. I want her gone." Eddie looked into his wife's eyes, "she is not going anywhere and you started it. Sit down and act like a lady for our daughter."

The dinning room was quiet for the whole diner. Each person was in their own thoughts.

Edward: What is wrong with Elizabeth? She has taken a dislike for our nanny on sight. Her telling her to eat in the kitchen was rude. They have never asked a nanny to eat in the kitchen before.

Elizabeth: Well, shit that didn't work. What am I going to do now? I have to ask my lover Dante he is the one who came up with the last ideal to get rid of my old nanny. Death by chocolate who knew that shit really did worked on dogs.

Heather: I wish I can go into the kitchen and eat with Keisha. I bet she would talk to me.

"Daddy can I go eat with Keisha?" Before, Edward could answer Elizabeth butted in, "no you may not eat with the help." Heather put her head down and finished eating.

"Heather go on up to your room and get ready for you bath and after we get you out of the tub I will play a game of Candyland with you."

Heather squealed and jumped up and down and ran out of the room. "Use your inside voice young lady," her mother yelled after her.

Edward looked at his wife trying to figure out what was going on with her. Elizabeth knows that look so she turned on the water works. Edward ran around to her side of the table to try and console her. "Liz, what is wrong with you tonight? This is not you honey. Talk to me, why are you being so mean to Keisha?"

"Oh Edward I am so sorry. This is not me; I think I feel insecure because of how I look right now. Please don't be mad." She turned her sad tear filled green eyes on him, and he bent just like always. "Honey there is no reason to feel that way. You know how much I love you and you are beautiful to me inside and out. Now dry those pretty green eyes and come play Candyland with us."

Inwardly Elizabeth smile. The tears always got him, but now I have to play a board game with the brat. That is why we have a nanny so I don't have to spend time with her, oh well can't back out now. They walked upstairs hand and hand.