New York Rain

As far as she was concerned though these rich assholes like Harold Washington were just that, assholes and nothing more than that! If she didn’t have to make money for this charity she would be much happier. But the fact was she believed they needed more money for cancer research.

“There should be a cure by now.” She would often tell people who would listen. Sandra had lost a good friend to cancer when she was in college. It had been rough watching her family suffer so much. But it was even worse watching her friend go downhill.

“Hey I want you to meet someone Sandra.” Jack came up behind her at the event.

“Hey Jack thanks for coming.” Sandra had said to her brother giving him a hug. She hadn’t really cared about meeting Harold but she knew it meant something to her brother.

“Hello, Mr. Washington thank you so much for coming tonight.” She had held out her hand to him. Sandra spotted the look in his face right away. He thinks he’s better than me? “What an asshole.” She had wanted to say when she walked away from them.

Sandra instead kept her mouth shut and simply avoided running into Harold Washington the rest of the night. If she did she might tell him exactly what she thought about rich people like him. But if she did that and the charity found out she would lose her job. She needed this job; unlike “him” I don’t have a ton of money in the bank.

But she really hoped she would never run into him again. Outside of her if she saw him she might really let him have both barrels. She was all class her at the event. However, outside she was not to be trifled with at all.

The night was going by safely and she had actually thought she made it through without running into him again. Unfortunately for both him and her career they ran into each other again.

She had been walking out of the bathroom and adjusting her dress when she accidentally ran into someone. Looking up she noticed it was him. “I’m sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going.” She apologized.

“Oh is that how you girls do it now? You act all shy and cautious. I can see how my father fell for it with her. That is if she did this little act. But let me tell you missy I’m onto your game.” He said to her, leaning in closer to whisper the last part.

“How dare you even!” She said loudly. “You may think that you are everything every woman wants but you couldn’t pay me enough to even go out to eat with you. Let alone do anything else. Your money is nothing to me. You are nothing to me.” She had shouted and walked away from him.

Sandra held her head up high until she was out of his eye shot. She had heard the silence go across the room. She knew everyone had heard her tell him everything. Sandra also knew that tomorrow morning, if it even took them that long, she would be fired.

She walked out the door immediately. Deciding there was no reason to stay any longer. Hell for all she knew he would call the cops and have her arrested for even speaking to him like that.

Chapter 4

Harold had been taken aback by her words. She had silenced him with the rant about how his money didn’t mean anything. All he could see was her telling him off. She reminded him so much of Emily he had to do a double take at her.

She had given him that disgusted look much like Emily had the first time he’d seen her. But Sandra was so much different from Emily. In so many ways she was her opposite. Not only was she a dark black color, compared to Emily’s almost translucent skin. But there was so much more that was different.

He thought of Sandra for a second letting his mind construct the perfect replica of her. The dark brown skin, curly black hair, and those green eyes, none of it made sense to him.

Emily had brown hair that was short, brown eyes and her hair had been perfectly straight even when she grew it longer. The personalities though, they had to be twins in that category. He could almost see the same sassiness that had made him fall in love with Emily in Sandra.

“Your such a lonely old man.” Harold told himself. But he knew at that moment he was going to be obsessed with learning everything he could about her.

What better place to go then to her brother? Harold made a note to call him first thing in the morning.

Sandra had been the first girl since Emily who had put him in his place. Her coal dark skin wouldn’t turn him off. In fact it highly alluring about her, her eyes didn’t do anything to distract him either. They were a piercing green color. He could imagine they would be able to see deep into his soul.