As Dayton arrived back in the room, she quickly noticed that Jordan wasn’t where she had left him. She briefly eyeballed the rooms of her dollhouse, thinking that perhaps he was exploring the set of what was going to be their movie.
Out of the corner of her eye, some movement had caught her attention. As she turned her head, she saw Jordan running toward the center of the room. Instantly she realized she had put too much faith in the small man to listen to her.
“I didn’t say you could play in other parts of the room,” Dayton said as Jordan racked his brain for an idea that would get him out of this situation. He knew that he shouldn’t have to be living like this, and he shouldn’t have to be running for his life from some tween. He was more than double her age, yet he was running for his life from this girl.
The tone of her voice exuded an authority that was unfit for someone her age to use when speaking with someone of Jordan’s age. However, he knew there was nothing he could say or do to stop her, and she had made it clear his authority was nonexistent. As far as she was concerned, she was the boss over him and could only be usurped by Sara.
Jordan knew better than to stop. If he stopped now, he would be stuck playing with her until the end of Sara’s shift. As Jordan looked about, he didn’t see a clock anywhere, and he had no clue how much time had gone by or how much was left before Dayton’s mother came home.
It didn’t take Dayton long to pivot and head toward Jordan. A single step had erased much of the distance had put between him and the dollhouse. He hated being this small. Even worse, he hated being this vulnerable. The idea of being at her mercy once seemed almost inevitable at this point. As he looked from left to right for anything, he could use hide in or get out of her reach. He was just too far from anything. He looked across the room at Sara, who might have been miles away.
“Come here; we aren’t playing tag or hide and seek. If you don’t listen, I will have to punish you. No one wants that.” Dayton said as she moved towards the small man. As she looked down at him, she found it almost comical how hard he appeared to be running. She wondered if he understood how easy it would be for her to catch him. She knew that if she needed to, she could have already grabbed him as he hadn’t made any actual progress from her perspective.
“Since you’re wasting so much of our time together, I wonder if Sara would let you sleep over? Although it would be more fun to wait until a few of my friends could stay over as well.” Dayton said aloud, hoping to get a rise out of Jordan.
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