The voice was familiar to Aviona and she instantly recognized who it was.
"Clay?" Aviona's heart leaped out of joy and fear with the sound of the little boy's voice. "Oh my God Clay! What are you doing here?"
"Madam I had been here all day waiting for you to go out your room," The boy lamented. "But it seemed that you are sick you didn't want to go out. I was wondering if you have any work for me but the maids refused to let me see you even for a minute,"
Clay certainly didn't understand what was going on. He came with his father again knowing that Aviona was there and hoping he could do another errand for her in exchange for few bucks. He asked the maids where Aviona was and they all told her she was in her room and so he waited and waited for her to come out. However, the Madam of the house never came out so Clay got impatient and decided to climb the veranda to see Aviona personally.