The Maybach Witness

Summary

My father watched me from the back of his Maybach as I picked through the trash on the street.

He ignored the jeers and insults of my classmates standing beside him, his eyes filled with nothing but approval. A moment later, the luxury car sped away, leaving me in its wake.

I was still staring after it when a sudden force shoved me to the grimy pavement.

A devilish laugh rang out beside me. "Look at the little stray, dreaming of being a princess?"

"That's what you get for staring at a Maybach you'll never touch."