The bright sun shone over the massive estate in Dallas, Texas.
Every corner of the house smelled like fresh lilacs and expensive perfume.
Seven-year-old Toby dressed in his small grey suit and black bow tie.
He felt very important today because his father gave him a special job.
He carried a silver tray with a cold glass of cola across the white marble hall.
His father had asked for a refreshing drink before the big ceremony started.
Toby walked very slowly so he would not spill a single drop on the floor.
The white columns of the mansion looked like gigantic trees around him.
A beautiful framed American flag hung proudly on the main gallery wall.
Toby smiled thinking about how proud his father would be when he delivered the glass.
Suddenly, high heels clicked loudly against the polished stone floor.
Evelyn walked down the hall wearing a brilliant white lace gown.
She was marrying Toby's wealthy uncle, Arthur, in just a few short hours.
Her face looked tight and angry as she stared down at the young boy.
She did not want Toby or his father anywhere near the family inheritance.
Toby stopped in his tracks and held the tray higher for her to see.
He offered a polite smile to the woman who was about to join the family.
Instead of smiling back, Evelyn scowled with deep disgust.
She lifted her foot and deliberately kicked the silver tray upward.
The tray flew out of Toby's hands with a loud clatter.
The glass shattered instantly when it hit the hard marble surface.
Dark soda splashed across Toby's shiny black shoes and neatly pressed pants.
Toby froze in shock as liquid dripped off his clothes onto the floor.
He looked down at the dark puddle surrounding his feet.
Tears welled up quickly in his bright blue eyes.
He began to sob hysterically as the cruel woman stepped past him without care.