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happened.”
     
    “What? What happened?” demanded Marlene as she walked into the study.
     
    “Richard needs to know how babies are made, apparently.”
     
    The two women laughed as Richard tapped his pen on his desk.
     
    “Well, Richard …” Marlene whispered as she touched her hand to his. He jerked away from her and stood up.
     
    “What the hell is going on here! This is my house! If there is information you’re hiding, it needs to be revealed. Now!” he demanded.
     
    The two women looked at each other and smiled.
     
    ***
     
    Back in her room, Sherry soaked in the warm tub longer than usual. What seemed like a great idea heading in soon felt like a bad idea when she couldn’t get herself out. When she finally did, she wrapped herself in her bathrobe and made her way to the bed, trying to catch her breath. “Button, you are getting so big. Whew, Mommy can’t get around so easily anymore.”
     
    She slid her feet onto the silk slippers that coordinated with her bathrobe, all handpicked by her stylist, then wrapped her hair in a towel and ventured out into the hallway. She made her way to the kitchen where she located a teapot. She began to fill it with water when Marlene entered.
     
    “Out of your room, I see.”
     
    “Is that not allowed?”
     
    “Well. You don’t have to make your own tea. Someone can bring it to you.”
     
    “Oh. I don’t mind.”
     
    Marlene opened a wooden box lined with velvet and a variety of flavored tea. Sherry picked one from the box and placed it into a tea cup.
     
    “Would you like a cup?” she asked Marlene.
     
    “No, thanks. I don’t drink tea.”
     
    Sherry carried her cup of tea and saucer to the small table by the window. She sat down and looked around the grand kitchen.
     
    “That table is usually for the help, on their lunch break,” snapped Marlene.
     
    “Oh, it works just fine for me,” smiled Sherry
     
    Sherry just felt good being out of her room, out in what felt a little more like the real world. She slowly sipped her tea and hoped Marlene would leave. There was something about her that Sherry didn’t trust. Granted, she was living in this mansion being treated like a spoiled prisoner, but her interactions with Marlene were always short and tense. She felt resented by her and wasn’t sure why.
     
    Actually, giving it further thought, maybe she did know why. Did Marlene want to be the one carrying Richard’s baby? Was she jealous of Sherry? Sherry couldn’t imagine anyone being jealous of her current situation.
     
    Marlene lingered in the kitchen, tidying up and typing things into her smartphone. An intercom voice summoned her to the garage and she left. With no one around, Sherry enjoyed her hot cup of tea, even propping her feet up on the chair next to her.
     
    She could hear voices in the hallway getting closer. The chattering voices entered the kitchen, not realizing she was there. “What if I don’t love her?”
     
    “You will. You loved her before and you can …”
     
    Richard and his stepmother froze in their steps, spotting Sherry sipping her tea. In an effort to avoid the awkwardness, Sherry stared into her tea cup, pretending not to hear them. She fought back her emotions, looked up and smiled politely.
     
    “Oh, hello. We didn’t know you were in here. Is everything okay?”
     
    “Just fine. Sipping some tea before bed.”
     
    “I always thought of tea as a morning drink,” said Evelyn.
     
    “Oh I enjoy it in the morning, too.” They all laughed, waiting for the awkward conversation to end.
     
    Waiting for someone to leave and pretend none of this had ever happened, a lot like my relationship with Richard, Sherry thought.
     
    Sherry took her last sip and struggled to get out of the chair. “Well. Goodnight.”
     
    “Here. Let me help you,” Richard offered, reaching for her arm. “I’ll … I’ll walk you to your room.”
     
    “Thank you,” Sherry blushed, as Evelyn looked on with a pleased