By Mallory Quinn
In this story, Mr. George, Anthony, Alistair and Archibald weren’t able to stop Candy from being sold in Mexico. She was sent to Europe, in England and sold to a rich family as a maid.
"I have to go back to America…"
In her bedroom, Candy cried almost every night. She had arrived in England a few weeks ago. After her adventures in Mexico, she had been sold to a child seller who had taken her to England. The family, who had bought her, was not really kind. But after living with the Reagan’s as a maid, and after having the stables as a bedroom, she thought her little bedroom was pretty and the bosses weren’t as bad as the Reagan’s. But she barely saw them. She worked in the kitchen, washed the dishes, peeled potatoes, cleaned vegetables and did other multiple tasks. Her days were long and tiresome. Every night she would pray to God to get her out of that situation. She thought about her friends, Anthony, Alistair, Archibald and she cried. But she had to be strong. Life had not been easy for her-- abandoned as a baby on an orphanage doorstep. She had lived happily there, until her best friend Annie was adopted by the Brightons. She had seen a Scottish with a kilt whom she nicknamed "the prince of the hill". He had been playing a snail serenade on his bagpipes. He had left something behind, a badge. She had picked it up and kept it. She had rushed into saying "yes" when someone came to adopt her for the Reagans because she confused their badge with her prince of the hill’s. But she had found despair and heartache at the Reagans and there was no "prince of the hill". There was a little light at the end of the dark tunnel when she had met the Reagan’s cousins, Anthony, Alistair and Archibald… and now she was in England working for nothing because she was bought… How can she go back to America? One morning, when she had gone to the market to buy bread and vegetables, she had met a young boy about 17 years old who thought she was adorable. He had protected her when he was there. His name was Jack Dawson. He was an artist and he sold his drawings for a living. That was Candy’s favourite part of the day, going to the market and meeting Jack. She always went there feeling happy. She got out of her room to go to the market to buy some food.
They walked to the potato table and they bought a lot of potatoes and other vegetables. Jack helped her carry the basket which was very heavy.
He showed her where he lived with his friend, so that she could get to there in case of a problem. She went back to the villa where she lived and worked and started peeling the potatoes.
Everybody in the kitchen started to laugh. Candy, despite her young age and her heavy tasks, never lost her joy of life. She was trying to smile and was willing to learn when she didn’t know how to do something. Everybody liked her. During her break, she would go to the garden and read or take a nap.
The family she was working for was called the Leightons. They were "nouveaux riches" and they were not very likeable. They had children around Candy’s age, girls and boys. They had one boy who was 16 named Damien, who was in his bedroom looking out the window. He saw Candy with her hair untied, reading a book. She was so beautiful and pure. He always looked at her while she was on her break. He thought about her a lot and as days went by, he became obsessed with Candy. He went to his mother with a request.
The order was given for Candy to be transferred from an aide in the kitchen, to being the personal maid of Master Damien. They gave her another uniform, one more elegant, and another maid was trained on her the first day. Candy followed her everywhere and she remembered the Reagan's house... Dorothy. She had taken her place because Eliza accused her of stealing. No, it was not the time to cry. She had to be strong. She could do it.
To be at Master Damien’s service was very intimidating. He was very nice with her, way too nice, like he was expecting something in return. Candy didn’t trust him. She talked to Jack about it when he came to visit her at the villa.
"And completely crazy," said Jack in his head. "Didn’t they see how pretty and attractive she was? Sometimes those rich boys are real sissies!"
Meanwhile in America, the search for Candy continued in Mexico. By order of the great Uncle William, who officially adopted her, the search would continue until at least they find her body, if she was dead. But as long as there was no body, the search was going to continue. Anthony and his cousins were inconsolable. They were in the living room.
During that difficult time, he didn’t care if they knew that he also had a thing for Candy. They had to find her at all cost.
Neil and Eliza and their mother were happy that Candy had disappeared for good. Mr. Reagan was not very happy, but he couldn’t do anything and he was always traveling. But they had received a letter from the great Uncle William telling them that Candy was officially a member of the Andrew family and they had better made sure that nothing had happened to her. Despite the fear for the great Uncle William, Mrs. Reagan was glad Candy wasn’t there anymore. Great aunt Elroy, who was worried about Uncle William, wanted Candy to be found safe and sound, even though she didn’t like her. Ever since Candy entered their lives, she only brought trouble with her.
Mr. Georges took the boat with Albert and they searched for Candy in different countries in Europe where the rumours that child trafficking was high. Albert was praying that she wasn’t sold to a prostitution ring. They were in Italy. Europe was big and one might as well be looking for a needle in a haystack! But Albert didn’t discourage himself. He would look for her and he was going to find her.
Jack came to see Candy often. Damien, who was obsessed with Candy, kept an eye on her during her breaks. He would see her laugh with Jack and he was jealous to see her laugh so well. Jack was drawing Candy so she had to pose without moving, but sometimes she would just laugh out loud and ruin her position.
Damien was at the window and he couldn’t hear what they were saying. All he could see was Candy in Jack’s arms.
There was a fun fair on a Sunday afternoon and the whole staff was allowed to go. Candy was eager to have a free day to have fun with her friends. Jack was supposed to be there. They were supposed to meet outside the fair. She put on her most pretty dress and arranged her hair to go to the fun fair. But another maid, Lina, came to tell her that the young Master Damien needed her, and that she wasn’t allowed to go to the funfair.
Lina left, leaving Candy alone. The whole house was empty. Candy was wondering what the young master wanted. She had just finished serving him earlier. She took her dress off and put back her uniform. She was sad, but she was practically a slave.
Lina arrived at the fun fair and she saw Jack with his friends. He asked her where Candy was.
Jack left the fun fair and ran to the villa to get Candy.
Candy went to see the young master with an exasperated sigh. He was in one of the living rooms.
Candy went downstairs in the kitchen which was situated in the basement to go get a glass of water. She took it to him.
Candy felt like a piece of meat at the market. She had been sold; she was not free; she was their slave…
She wanted to see Jack and have fun with him. But she was at Damien’s service. She went to the bedroom with him. He closed the door behind them.
Candy looked at him horrified. Maybe she was bought, but there was no way she was going to lie on the bed with that snotty nosed kid! Not willingly…
Candy slapped him back, but he was taller and stronger than her and she knew she had provoked him by slapping him back She had to try and fight and not let this pig possess her by force. He took her and forced her on the bed. Candy started to scream and kicked him between the legs. He screamed and he became angrier. He slapped her a lot of times and he tried to take off Candy’s underpants…She yelled "no" as loud as she could. He was undoing his pants when suddenly, he felt hands taking him off Candy by the shoulders which sent him flying to the other side of the room…
He got a punch on his jaw and another one to his nose.
Candy followed Jack as fast as she could. He took her to his room and she packed her suit case, changed and got out of the house with him. He took her to his apartment while he went to get his friend at the fun fair. Candy tried to calm down as she cried in silence.
They planned to leave London the next second, to go to Southampton by taking the boat to go to America, once they had earned enough money. They found a room in a little inn where they were able to spend the night.
They had a group hug while laughing. There were 2 beds in the room. Candy took one bed and the boys shared the other bed.
They grew attached to each other; they had a deep affection for one another, a brotherly love. He had risked every thing to save her. And now he was taking her to America. She was his little sister like he said, and he loved her like a sister. He had adopted her in his heart. She was happy to have found a friend in Jack. He had protected her and she would eternally be grateful to him because of that.