Heather Miller just needed a little get away from the train wreck that her life had become recently, so she took a job as a nanny. She had no idea what exactly she was in for when she arrived at Heelshire Manor and met little Brahms Heelshire.
Heather stared in shock for a moment. It was a doll, a porcelain replica of the little boy from the painting. These people were insane... but then who had the boy been in the painting? Maybe they had a son a one point but had lost him and to battle with their grief they created this doll.
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If that was the case, Heather didn't want to be rude and insult them, and she really needed this job and the money they were offering. So she gave a warm smile and bent down at eye level with the doll, "Hello Brahms, my name is Heather; I've been looking forward to meeting you. I have a feeling we're going to get along just fine."
She straightened back up and smile at the Heelshires, who gave her sad smiles back.
"I see you've already met Brahms." Malcolm said as he entered the room.
He walked closer to Brahms and shook the doll's hand, "How you doing Brahms?" but didn't bother to wait for a reply, there wouldn't be one, "Now you take it easy on Miss Heather, she's come a long way to meet you."
He straightened back up and faced the Heelshires, "I'll be off then, bills on the table and the rest of Miss Miller's luggage has been put in her room." He looked over at Heather and smiled, "Pleasure to meet you Miss Miller, and I'll see you on my next delivery."
Heather smiled back, "See you then."
"Thank you Malcolm." Mrs. Heelshire said.
"Of course." He replied before leaving.
Once he was gone Heather turned her attention back to the Heelshire as Mrs. Heelshire started to speak, "Well Miss Miller, we might as well get started. I have a lot to go over with you."
She then picked up the Brahms doll and looked over at her husband, "If you'll excuse us, daddy, I'm going to show Miss Miller to Brahms room and go over a few things with her."
And with that Mrs. Heelshire led Heather from the room.
"You'll be all alone out here. Do you think you can manage?" Mrs. Heelshire asked as she started to lead her down the hall.
"Yes ma'am, that won't be a problem." Heather assured her.
"Hmm," she nodded and continued up to the third floor, "We've had a number of potential nannies come through already. Brahms rejected them all, though none of them were as young or pretty as you." Mrs. Heelshire complimented.
Heather blushed slightly, "Thank you."
They made it into Brahms' room and she slipped the doll into some pajamas, "You'll wake him at 7 o'clock each morning and you will dress him."
Heather nodded along with her and she diligently watched the woman.
"You find his clean clothes behind you." She said as she slipped him into bed.
