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My Son’s Sitter Amy Brent 14480K 2023-09-02

Shit Shit Shit Should I just fire her on the spot? Say that so came up, that there was some kind of mix up?

“And this must be little Winston,” Stevie says She crouches down to his level, giving him a little wave

Shielded by s, Winston’s head peers out as he waves back with the beginnings of a s the corners of his mouth

Shit Already, he looks charirl a chance She is here right on time – early, actually

“Sorry,” I say, opening the door so she can co you at noon sharp”

Attractively buck teeth bite down on the corner of her pink lower lip

“Sorry about that,” she says, “I bussed here and wasn’t exactly sure where it was So, I left a bit early to et here on time”

She see me in the eye too Works for me

“Not a proble the door behind her

At the loud sound, she jumps

“Are you all right?” I ask

She gives a sheepish smile “Fine, thanks”

We stand there aardly for aeach other It occurs tothe instructions Not the one waiting on ill happen next

“So about today,” I say, finally fixingStevie curiously, “the two of you can play in the basement I’ll check in fro smoothly In the future, you and he will be left here alone You’ll be responsible for preparing lunch, but there are ingredients for sandwiches in the fridge As for pay you from 9 to 4 PM every day, you’ll receive a hundred and forty per night, five days a week, so whatever that is weekly”

A smile quirks on her lips “Seven hundred dollars”

“Oh, a math whiz?”

“I don’t know,” She says, the blue of her eyes beco I mean I love horses, but you can’t really h school, I started freaking out because everyone else seeured out, while I could hardly narron the five majors I was interested in, to four I alh I started off just taking some online University courses part tih I still have no clue what I really want to do for a career”

“I still don’t really knohat I want to do h, “so while I’d love to reassure you that it gets better … I think there’s always uncertainties”

Abruptly, I turn away What the fuck is irl is my son’s nanny, not my newest best friend