The Small Town Part V

      In the morning Mr. Richard and his wife awoke from the spell. He hadn't remembered anything that happened. Mr.Richard had no memory of going to the witches house, nor could he remember that he ever had any children at all.

     
     They woke up in a big home bigger than their last one. Their new home was on top of a hill and was two levels high. Unlike their old one level house they woke up in a two level house. That also had a very sizable basement.


  
  From the basement they heard a young child crying. They both went downstairs to see what was going on. When they got down there they saw one of their male servants holding a child.


   
 "What is this," the wife asked the servant.


  
  "I'm sorry ma'am she just woke up like this I think she had a nightmare or something," he tried to explain.


  
  "Babies can't have nightmares. Now make that thing shut up," the wife told the servant. Then she turned around and headed back upstairs.


   
 "Is that your child," Mr. Richard's asked.


  
  "No sir," the servant said.


 
   "Then why is it here," Mr. Richards asked.


 
   "You told me to watch her sir. That is the only reason she is here," the servant replied.


  
    Mr. Richards said nothing else. He went up stairs to his room and went to go look at the rest of his home. As he was walking around he began to have flashbacks. He thought they were just flashbacks of a previous life. Instead they were memories of his current life.


  
  "Honey come and eat something," Mr. Richards said from the dinning room.


   
  "I'm coming," he replied.


 
   As he was walking down the hallway he began glancing at the paintings that were on the wall. He noticed that they all consist of him and his wife. No one else it was always just the two of them. Something inside of Mr. Richards knew that something was off. He continued on down the hallway to the dinning room. As he went to go sit down the baby girl began to cry out once more.


  
  "SHUT THAT THING UP NOW," the wife yelled downstairs.


  
  "She's a baby girl and you will recognize her as a human being," Mr. Richards snapped at his wife.


   "Yes, and when she grows older will she call you father or abandoner," his wife lashed back out.


     This was now Mr. Richards new life. Having to deal with a wife who believed that her husband brought his love child to come live with them. Having to deal with the fact that he doesn't know who the child's real parents are. He has all the money in the world but none of it could help him answer his questions.